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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
Way over Yonder, that's where I'm bound |
Earliest is sitting in a doll-sized rocking chair at my Gran's when I was about two.
Best is running around Barnstaple feral with cousins playing silly games one long, hot summer in the 70s. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Truly did  95 was the best summer for me! Lots house parties, plenty time down the beach worked nicely
I wasn't a child in the 90's "
I grew up in the 80s but the 90s held better memories for me x |
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By (user no longer on site)
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My earliest is being 2 years old, standing in a field with my parents and being charged by an angry ram. I think he must have been showing off to his sexy sheep wives. He butted me and I remember going head over heels and landing on my bottom. I wasn't hurt but I cried anyway for good measure. |
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I've got a couple of early memories, both from about 3 years old.
My dad letting me sit on his knee while he was driving in the village - I held the steering wheel and thought I was driving 
The other is nearly drowning. I followed my older sister onto a slide in a swimming pool on holiday and went under the water, obviously I couldn't swim and was pulled out quickly. My parents signed me and my twin sister up for swimming lessons as soon as we got home. |
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By (user no longer on site)
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My very first memory, waking up in a cot in a blue Room with a power rangers border along the middle of it wondering what the hell is going on then my mother walking into the room "oh! There he is! He's awake!" Was carried away
Then I started crawling and exploring the living room trying to figure out what was going on.
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Playing in the street with my big brother and friends. One friend had no roof to his mouth. Another only ate baked beans and had semi permenant red marks around his mouth (his parents worried about him). We were little. Life was easy. |
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Earliest was memory of lying in my cot ruffling my fingers on the ridges of the bars and watching the beams of sunlight touch the tips of my fingers. I described it to my mum to including the curtain pattern and it was in an old house we'd moved out of when I was six months old. |
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Not sure if it's my earliest memory, but I remember watching a new TV show, John Cravens Newsround with my cousin and seeing soldiers
It was 1972 & the Vietnam War.
My favourite memory, sunny summer days, riding my pony through the wildflower fields.
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By (user no longer on site)
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The earliest thing I can remember was abuse lol it was a primary school uniform free day and my mum had me dressed in a tracksuit with one brown leg and one tan leg and then the same 2 colours for the arms but in reverse. I deserved the sagging I got and I still joke about this with my mum |
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