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What is your earliest childhood memory, and how old were you?
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Mine is of being about two and sitting on our coir doormat, and feeling that it was prickly on my bottom.
Also of tipping my toy Post Office's cardboard coins down the loo, flushing it, and wondering why they didn't come back again.
The scary sound of the Civil Defence siren when it was tested nearby.
Also of tipping my toy Post Office's cardboard coins down the loo, flushing it, and wondering why they didn't come back again.
The scary sound of the Civil Defence siren when it was tested nearby.
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Clare, it's a good question. I think it's quite nice to reminisce.
I remember my first day at school. The nuns were wearing those big, white hats that they used to wear.
I was scared stiff of them and cried my eyes out. In those days they could be quite cruel and I got caned for it. It wouldn't be allowed now.
I remember my first day at school. The nuns were wearing those big, white hats that they used to wear.
I was scared stiff of them and cried my eyes out. In those days they could be quite cruel and I got caned for it. It wouldn't be allowed now.
Although I didn't go to a convent school, mrschappie, I do remember the first day being a bit of a shock. Nursery schools weren't usual in the mid-1960s, so it was the first time I'd been away from home. I remember my Mum's sister, Auntie Sally, asking me whether I was looking forward to going to school, and replying 'No, I'm looking backward to it'.
being pushed in my high pram by my mum who was (as ever) looking cross. The pram hood was up and I was harnessed in but sitting up, and I was playing with some curly cellophane clowns and fishes - I think these were hong-kong tat that came in stuff like christmas crackers. You put them on your hand and they curled up. There was very little other entertainment in the 1950s.
It was warm and sunny I was sitting on the pavement outside of where we lived (Mrs. Bush's front room - four of us, dad, mum, my sister and me - they don't know what poor is nowadays) with a man - obviously my dad.- watching the sparrows come right up to us. Strange, I still like watching the sparrows.
My the baby brother had been in a bath on the living room floor. I was left alone for a minute and wondered if I could stand on the edge of said bath.
I couldn't, at least not while the water remained in the bath. :)
I'm sure it gave me a little more patience for the things kids get up to than I have for everything else in life these days.
I couldn't, at least not while the water remained in the bath. :)
I'm sure it gave me a little more patience for the things kids get up to than I have for everything else in life these days.
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