I remember being scared of the scrolls on the bookcase that was opposite the end of my cot, they looked like the eyes of a monster to me. I cried a lot because of it but I didn't have the words to tell my mum why I was crying. I guess I must have been less than 2 because my sister was born when I was two and we only ever had one cot.
I remember the first day of school, as I had freedom to do what I liked (away from my mother) and decided, stupidly to run around the playground in primary schools (after years of hip dysplasia), trip over and cracked my head open on the corner of a concrete step. No memories of pain or that malarkey, just hospital, head in bandages and a rather pissed off mum and grandmother who weren't contacted by the school!
I remember lying in my pram out in the back garden on sunny days and picking up clothes pegs with my toes.
Have lots of memories of being 5 - one vivid one is of being at Infants school and playing on the grass in front of the school one playtime, and seeing my mother walking past, on her way down the village to do some shopping. I was heartbroken that they wouldn't let me climb over the wall and go with her. The thought of my mother having this whole life that went on without me, whilst I was forced to sit in boring school surrounded by kids I didn't like, was just appalling.
England winning the World Cup. I was a week short of two years old at the time and don't remember much about it beyond everyone running out of their houses and into the street, shouting and yelling at each other. What sticks in my mind about it is that somebody somewhere had been cutting the grass - even now the smell of cut grass will take me back to that day.
My husband was born the day after (we're always telling him he jinxed our chances of ever winning again!), and so I'm the only one in our house to have known England winning the World Cup in my own lifetime. It looks like things are going to stay that way for the foreseeable!
I was in the nursery, I must have been 3. I remember quite alot my nursery years. Funny that as my memory is crap these days generally but I can remember all my first days of school. I'm now 35.
Being in an ambulance aged about 2. I'd gone and smacked my head falling down some steps. I remember being wrapped up in bandages and having my teddy with me.
my memories scare me! i hate my past but what i did like most was playing with pets and my friends from primary school alongside buying magnum ice creams and going to spain on holiday
I have some memories of what you'd call, still at a baby stage, but can't really say which was my first memory. I can't remember before about 9 months old though. I have some very early memories though.
Being told my little bro was going to be born and going under the dining room table to sulk about it (his due date was my birthday...in the end he came early and I loved him from then on!) I had been making pastry with my mum and had a little bit of leftover pastry to play with, I remember twisting it in my fingers as I muttered to myself angrily under the table. I was about 2 years and 10 months old. xx
Not sure which was my first, they are both very early memories. Aged about 3ish I think.
Helping my Mum dust in her bedroom, I remember the bedroom furniture very clearly, we were wearing matching Pippa Dee smock tops.
Sitting on some stairs crying heartbrokenly when my Mum left me at pre school.
Weirdly they are my only early ones, I have a couple of odd ones around 5 but constant clear memories that make sense didn't really start for me until about 7.
I can't remember either of my siblings being born or coming home from hospital, they always just seemed to be there.
England winning the World Cup. I was a week short of two years old at the time and don't remember much about it beyond everyone running out of their houses and into the street, shouting and yelling at each other. What sticks in my mind about it is that somebody somewhere had been cutting the grass - even now the smell of cut grass will take me back to that day.
My husband was born the day after (we're always telling him he jinxed our chances of ever winning again!), and so I'm the only one in our house to have known England winning the World Cup in my own lifetime. It looks like things are going to stay that way for the foreseeable!
We must be the same age I was just 2 when we won the world cup. I vividly remember my dad invited all his friends over to watch the final. We covered the lounge in cushions from the caravan for everyone to sit on, dad & his friends were all smoking, drinking & shouting and we were only allowed in the room if we didn't say anything!
Was 2 and i reached up to the kitchen work top and grabbed a open container of liquid washing detergent, drenching me and swallowing some in the process.
The very first thing I remember is accidentally throwing myself down the stairs at the age of 2. I don't remember it hurting, but I remember having a nose bleed because of it.
The first news story I remember is the Iraqi army burning the oil wells at the end of the 1st Gulf War (It happened around the time of my 5th birthday).
I have two things I remember from an early age, but I'm not sure which happened first. One of them is nearly falling down the toilet when my brother was supposed to be holding me on there. I don't know how old I was but I'm guessing I was about 2. I still remember the feeling of fear, and sometimes now I go to the toilet during the night and sit down without realising the seat's up, and when I sit down I have the same fear like I had back then, just for a second or two. The other thing I remember is looking through one of the windows of the house we were moving to. Someone was holding me in their arms, presumably my Mum or Dad, and I was probably around 2 or 3.
I can remember my entire life from around 2 and a half. My earliest memory is being bathed in the kitchen sink, presumably because a camera flash went off - I found the picture some years ago and I was only a few months old when it was taken.
My clearest early memory is the day my younger brother was born, on my 3rd Birthday - (we share a b'day but are 3 years apart). I remember being annoyed that the 'birth' overshadowed my Birthday celebrations, and asked 'do we have to keep him' afterwards.
A slightly earlier one than that is only vivid, and that's being 2 years old at some kind of indoor playground with my mum - there's lots of photos of the day in one of the family photo albums, so probably why it stuck.
Can remember nursery and year one of primary school quite well.
I have lots of vivid memories which I work out I'd have been around 2 but I could be imagining them. My clearest memory is my 3rd birthday. I had a Mr Blobby cake and when I blew the candles out I got upset and didn't want the cake to get cut (I LOVED Mr Blobby). Eventually I was tricked and taken into another room and a relative then cut up my beloved Mr Blobby....:(:mad:
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Have lots of memories of being 5 - one vivid one is of being at Infants school and playing on the grass in front of the school one playtime, and seeing my mother walking past, on her way down the village to do some shopping. I was heartbroken that they wouldn't let me climb over the wall and go with her. The thought of my mother having this whole life that went on without me, whilst I was forced to sit in boring school surrounded by kids I didn't like, was just appalling.
My husband was born the day after (we're always telling him he jinxed our chances of ever winning again!), and so I'm the only one in our house to have known England winning the World Cup in my own lifetime. It looks like things are going to stay that way for the foreseeable!
the end credits of corrie, and the start of world in action. so,8:00 on a monday.....
Helping my Mum dust in her bedroom, I remember the bedroom furniture very clearly, we were wearing matching Pippa Dee smock tops.
Sitting on some stairs crying heartbrokenly when my Mum left me at pre school.
Weirdly they are my only early ones, I have a couple of odd ones around 5 but constant clear memories that make sense didn't really start for me until about 7.
I can't remember either of my siblings being born or coming home from hospital, they always just seemed to be there.
Thanks for this thread some very comforting visions just came to me.
My mum didnt say not to draw on the ceiling. So I did. Drew several large number 4's
The first news story I remember is the Iraqi army burning the oil wells at the end of the 1st Gulf War (It happened around the time of my 5th birthday).
A slightly earlier one than that is only vivid, and that's being 2 years old at some kind of indoor playground with my mum - there's lots of photos of the day in one of the family photo albums, so probably why it stuck.
Can remember nursery and year one of primary school quite well.