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Writer's Block: Down on Memory Lane [Feb. 12th, 2009|10:58 am]
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What is your earliest childhood memory?

Most of my early memories seem to involve my dad and some kind of peril:

1. We were out for a walk at Wayoh Reservoir and he managed to get caught in quicksand. I don't remember the incident, but I remember lots of running around and panicking going on.

2. On holiday in France, he was crossing the road between two parked cars, and one of them started moving, until he banged on the bonnet with about a millimetre spare.

3. On holiday in Spain we got a parking ticket, which he promptly screwed up and threw away because he'd been told by a policeman that we were allowed to park there. Someone then made a joke about the Spanish police having guns, which I took at face value being only about three years old.


1. When I was about three or four, I was playing with my sister and my cousin in our front garden, and I idly wondered aloud what would happen if I threw "this stone" [half a paving slab] at the front window. Not being parents themselves, they just shouted "No, don't do that!" so I, erm, did it. What happens is that your dad shouts at you for ages.

2. I remember watching the Doctor Who story Genesis of the Daleks, specifically a bit where the Doctor stretches his hand out to reach for a piece of wire, and gets shot at.

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[User Picture]From: absinthecity
2009-02-12 11:22 am (UTC)
Eating cheesecake at a wedding - I remember just being bowled over by this incredible taste sensation...my mother says she knows when the event occurred, and I can't have been older than two.

Almost all my early memories revolve around food in some way! Hmmm...
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From: shewho
2009-02-12 11:33 am (UTC)

rubbish memory

i can never manage to give my memories a time line. i remember being a bridesmaid at my uncle's wedding and dropping raspberry jelly on my satin shoes. i think i'd have been 5, maybe.

i *think* i remember the elder of my brothers being born, certainly a lot of kerfuffle in my parents' room and hiding outside the door. i'd have been 4. but i wonder how much my 'memories' are inspired by photos.

oh, probably my oldest memory, we *did* sometimes have baths in the back room in a tub in front of the gas fire. one at a time.
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[User Picture]From: shereenb
2009-02-12 11:47 am (UTC)
Lying in the cot in my parent's second house, still wearing my day clothes because I had really, really bad sunburn. Mum tells me I was 3.

Your Dad seems to have specialised in holiday peril.
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