What is the thing U have earliest recollection of...

My earliest memory is when I was about 2 years old and my parents took me 2 a place called Brockwell Park in South London 2 see a fireworks display

It must have been Bonfire Night...U know, 5th November..sometime in the mid 1970's

Anywho...I guess I remember it cos I screamed like a biatch whem them there bangs, spins & whooshes started

My Mother took me out of my pram and carried me out of the park and I can remember her holding me close and talking alot 2 calm me down..

Even 2day I don't like loud noises...not even if some1 talks loud...


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And that is my earliest childhood memory...
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That and the time my Mother's step father passed away and my horrible big brother locked me in with the corpse at the funeral wake...I was scared at first...then I went over and had a look...touched his cold, hardenend hand and I guess from that day I accepted death...was immune 2 seeing it.


I must have been about 4 or 5


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what the fuck are you doing up this early, boy?

get moved out of your usual space? (Just outside of Debenhams on Oxford Street)

My earliest memory is:

before i could speak, i screamed. even more than i do now. and i remember lying on the floor in my first home (i'm not sure i was capable of sitting, but this part's a little fuzzy), watching a cartoon on the tv. my dad came in and switched over to the snooker.

well, i screamed as loud as my tiny lungs would allow. and my dad said, "okay, okay!" and switched back.

and that's my earliest memory, motherfucker.

Cradams said:

Actually Im going 2 Prague 4 the weekend..2 rave & get drunk


hey..what U doin' up...shit the bed again huh

hope U been wearing those incontinence pants U got free from the NHS

Cradams said:

U 4got 2 say how old U were...those R the rules, U have 2 include how old U think U were at the time

LadyB0yCabDriver said:

bitch, i shit myself cos i like that oh-so-warm feeling.

have a good time in prague. really, really hope the plane doesn't crash.

LadyB0yCabDriver said:

dunno,

16 or 17 maybe.

Cradams said:

&

LadyB0yCabDriver said:

no, i really wish you a safe journey.

(feeling guilty now)

Cradams said:

...actually I do believe it from Ur dumb-ass johhny Boy

LadyB0yCabDriver said:

That's the sort of shit you read in the paper about the traumatic childhood of a serial killer.



remind me never to go near you again.

LadyB0yCabDriver said:

What an oppurtunity!

excuse me i made a thread like this, not too long ago

http://www.prince.org/msg/100/153592
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Cradams said:

omg You sure got what you want when you were little

I was born in '82, but I have memories of '84. I remember our parents had a shag carpet and we had one of those wooden framed box TV sets in the living room.

I would have to say a Xmas day with our "silver" Xmas tree and riding my Big Wheel around the kitchen...Yes, it was that damn big!

unlucky7 said:

think this must have been a one-off, and that's why i remember it.

It was dark, very dark and then lots of light. there was a man in white, lots of bright lights and people. They kept looking at me and saying aaawwwww.. and then I was wrapped in a cloth.

Lleena said:

Oh yeah? Well I remember swimming through this dark tunnel and then suddenly I saw a huge egg that I decided to enter.

Not of my tractor actually.

Tractor is a blank.

Mine would be this life size bull my father won for my sister and I at a carnival. We would sit on our shiny Disney books and slide down the bulls back from the top bed of our bunk beds. I loved that pink bull. That started my thing for stuff animals I would say. I think I was two. My mother has told me that some of the things I remember were when I was younger but I do not believe her. She gets just as confused as I do sometimes.

retina said:

!

I remember I was laying in a crib, but the crib was half in one room and halfway in the next. I remember seeing my grandmother (eventhough she died a year before I was born).

I told my mom once, and she said I couldn't have remembered, but how I described the room, she said it was at my other grandmothers house and I was 1,5 years old, when she put us in a crib for our afternoon-nap, and since it was so light outside, she'd put the crib halfway in the bedroom, and halfway in her dressingroom. So pretty friggin accurate huh? I still remember it as we speak. We never found an explanation for the other grandmother I saw though.

I was a baby and my grandfather held me up to a washing line, as if he was going to hang me up. I remember looking down at him and I didn't want to be hung on the line. I think I was around 12 months old.

walking with my mom and dad and siblings to church during christmas. I was 2? 3? My mom's silver shoes were blinging!!! 1978 son!!! She had big hair too.

JANFAN4L said:

That would be called a floor model

KatSkrizzle said:

JoeyMFinCoco said:

You're touched huh? I got your touched!

Smooches!