When I was ten I recall reading an Enid Blyton book in which girl pupils of a school made an “apple-pie bed” to spite another girl called Elsie.

I thought, in my child’s mind, “How can Elsie lie in a bed made out of apples and pastry, and sleep in it properly? It would collapse.”

Years later, I learnt that an “apple-pie bed” meant folding the sheet in half so that the legs could not get down the bed – how ignorant I was.

As a child I thought that a lollipop lady was a woman who sold lollipops on the street; I always wondered what it had to do with crossing the road safely.

Lorraine Forbes, Leslie Street, Eastbourne