What's your earliest memory and how old were you?
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My earliest memory was a bit of a cowabunga moment, after climbing my auntie's setee i took the decision to jump off the top only to land on the corner of her glass coffee table with the corner of my eye.
I can remember the doctor trying to remove the glass and me not having any of it, i think i was about three at the time, anyway got me a nice scar for my troubles but now it blends with the crows feet anyway.
I can remember the doctor trying to remove the glass and me not having any of it, i think i was about three at the time, anyway got me a nice scar for my troubles but now it blends with the crows feet anyway.
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3, I think
Lot of memories.
One of the vivid ones is, when I used to kill big ants on regular basis with my mother's high heel shoe on my little foot. The other foot was always bare. One day, a nasty big ant bit my toe. Oh, it hurt and bled like hell Funny enough, revisiting that memory has just made me realise that I fractured the same toe as an adult. History repeats sometimes. Weird!
Lot of memories.
One of the vivid ones is, when I used to kill big ants on regular basis with my mother's high heel shoe on my little foot. The other foot was always bare. One day, a nasty big ant bit my toe. Oh, it hurt and bled like hell Funny enough, revisiting that memory has just made me realise that I fractured the same toe as an adult. History repeats sometimes. Weird!
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3, I think
Lot of memories.
One of the vivid ones is, when I used to kill big ants on regular basis with my mother's high heel shoe on my little foot. The other foot was always bare. One day, a nasty big ant bit my toe. Oh, it hurt and bled like hell Funny enough, revisiting that memory has just made me realise that I fractured the same toe as an adult. History repeats sometimes. Weird!
Lot of memories.
One of the vivid ones is, when I used to kill big ants on regular basis with my mother's high heel shoe on my little foot. The other foot was always bare. One day, a nasty big ant bit my toe. Oh, it hurt and bled like hell Funny enough, revisiting that memory has just made me realise that I fractured the same toe as an adult. History repeats sometimes. Weird!
I bet the ant was called Adam:
"Don't tread on an ant he's done nothing to you
There might come a day
When he's treading on you
Don't tread on an ant you'll end up black and blue
You cut off his head
Legs come looking for you"
Creepy.....
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I can clearly remember being pushed up Firs Parade in Matlock (and up Dimple Road) in a pushchair. I was probably eighteen months old.
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The 2 months thing was the first time I was on holiday, in the Algarve.
When I asked my parents when we had gone to such and such a place that looked like this and that, they were like:
"WTF, how do you remember that?"
Dunno just do.
When I asked my parents when we had gone to such and such a place that looked like this and that, they were like:
"WTF, how do you remember that?"
Dunno just do.
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My first memory is sitting in a kiddy seat in the back of my folks Austin Allegro when I was about 3 or so.
That explains a lot
Nurse!! Time for my medication...
[Goes back to padded cell]
That explains a lot
Nurse!! Time for my medication...
[Goes back to padded cell]
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Two earliest memories; sitting on the end of my parents' bed looking at my Dad's Dinky Toy collection and specifically a 50s Police box (which I now have as part of a significant collection) and also being desperate to get out of my pushchair on Mayflower St. in Plymouth, a consequence of which was being partially chastised by my (otherwise entirely gentle) Grandmother.
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