Your Earliest Memory (I'm New Here)

[bobtheturkey]

Mine is being told a story by my great uncle Silas of how Hugo McSlattery robbed a post office in the coastal town of Ballybunion (do visit wonderful spot) wearing an orange B&Q bucket on his head and armed with a potato gun

[royfromaus]

(I'm New Here)


ROFLMFAO It never gets old does it.

[LadyCG]

One night I got terribly drunk. I woke up on Answerbank with no memory of how I got here.

My entire memory up to that moment has been totally erased and now I consider myself a child of AB.

[Mamyalynne]

That's quite a coincidence, I was found by a wandering hobo on Ballybunion beach in a B&Q orange bucket.

[pixie374]

I'm new too... but my bucket is black.

[Mamyalynne]

Black buckets matter too.

[Lie-in King]

My earliest memory today was waking up to see someone had placed an orange bucket on the table outside. It was upside-down. Hmmm.

[pixie374]

I know, mamya, BBM x :-)

[royfromaus]

The B&Q orange buckets are too brittle for my liking.

[tonyav]

I went surfing at Ballybunnion beach once, those Orange buckets make great paddles.

[anneasquith]

Orange buckets are a status symbol in our town. I have 2 .

[LadyCG]

No doubt your proudest acquisition, AA.

[dannyk13]

Playing billiards with my dad, standing on a stool to reach the table.I was five or six years old.

[Zacs-Master]

I wonder if Hugo McSlattery was trying to emulate Ned Kelly? I suppose we’ll never know.

[piggynose]

Running with a bone china cup one minute, the next i was on the floor with blood gushing from my top lip. I might add that i was 2 at the time and i tripped over an upturned carpet.I have the scar as a reminder.

[Bobbisox1]

Standing up holding the bars of my cot, I must have been about 18 months at the time

[iluvmargie]

As a small child always loving and caring about animals. I remember a friend's dog got a cut paw while we were out playing and I picked him up and carried him all the way home with his blood dripping down my favourite skirt. I was about six and my Mummy was very proud of me!

[Ken4155]

My earliest memory is of my not so great uncle Wally, a DCI, telling me how he once attempted to catch a famous criminal, Hugo McSlattery, who was wanted for holding up the nation's post offices, armed with a potato gun and disguised as an orange B&Q bucket. Acting on an off-tip (you'll see why) from a local 'grass' (Slippery Sid), DCI uncle Wally, staked out a post office in the town, disguised as a lamp post. So good was his disguise, that several of the local strays relieved themselves on his legs. Yet he never moved an inch in the 8 hours he stood there. Unfortunately for him, Slippery Sid had 'mis-spoke' and while my uncle was staking out the post office in Burnley, McSlattery was robbing the post office in Barnsley, o'er the Red Rose/White Rose border. Poor Uncle never lived it down and retired from the force, later getting a job as a permanent sign post. Much to the delight of the town's stray dogs, and quite a few drunks.