Donna White, 32, lives in Waterlooville and runs the Monsoon dance school which will see in its 13th year this winter at the Bedhampton Methodist Church. Here she recalls some of her fondest childhood memories.
· What’s your earliest childhood memory?
When I was four I was walking in the garden and stepped on a piece of glass. I remember a sharp pain and now the huge scar on my heel reminds me to always wear shoes outside.
· What do you remember about your birthdays?
I’ve always had brilliant birthdays and parties. For my 11th I had a fancy dress parade in my front room and I went as a St Trinian. My best friend won the competition though.
· How was school?
I wasn’t a great lover of school, but I loved juniors. The best bit was getting involved in all the dance lessons and activities they had.
· What did you get up to with your friends?
It sounds bad but as a teenager I used to hang out on the street corner with a can of cider. I’d also have my friends over for sleepovers.
· What toys did you play with?
Barbies, always Barbies. And my Strawberry Shortcake doll. My little sister used to break the heads and feet off hers and then try and steal mine as I’d always kept them neat and groomed.
· What did you watch on TV?
Neighbours and Home and Away. I was majorly obsessed with Jason Donovan. I spent all my teenage years watching Rags to Riches.
· What music did you listen to?
I loved pop, mostly like Vengaboys, Jason and Kylie. My favourite CD was Two Unlimited. I’d get into fights with my sister because she would play her music louder than mine.
· Any clothes that stand out in your memory?
Ah yes, I had lots of terrible fashions. Pump trainers, shell suits and I loved my carpet coats. They were really old school.
· What sweets did you eat?
Wham bars were my favourite and Secret bars, which were chocolate with marshmallows in the middle, yum! They don’t make those anymore though.
· What was the naughtiest thing you did?
When I was about 12 me and my step-sister decided to go into the woods and pick bluebells without telling my mum. We were gone all afternoon and when we got home there were police cars outside and my mum was in hysterics. All I had was the flowers I’d picked for her.