I copied a puppy for a correspondence course in Art when I was 11 years old.
They wrote back saying 12 was the minimum age.
I applied again when I was 12 and was accepted.
I thought they accepted me because I was talented,
not because they just wanted the money.
So a man came to our house and told my parents what it would cost.
A few days later I went with my sister to the telephone box where
she called to tell them that I wouldn't be joining.
I remember crying as I stood outside that 'phone box...