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Haven't the foggiest
Well, at least I know it wasn't that, as they weren't even conceived of-- let alone made--back then! I was probably playing with a slinky and/or wooden blocks.Originally Posted by Contratrombone64
@ GoneBaroque - me either, in fact my first real memory is from infants school, so I guess around 5?
@ my lovely friend WhiteKnight, yes!! the slinky, god that brings back memories AND Mr. Potatoe Head - remember him?? LOL
Makes you feel a bit stupid eh? when I was 2.5 I was helping my mum paint my Cot
Colin - I'm amazed you can remember that!
David, I absolutely remember Mr. Potato Head!
And the colour was Yellow, not bad for an old codger eh oh and it was in London I worked that out much later, it is amazing the memories that you retain the thing is how accurate are they
I certainly remember the cathedral across from where I lived as a toddler in Wangaratta (Victoria). And being amused that it had, years later, shrunk considerably when I visited in my early 20s after an absence of many years. Funny how the memory is relative, fascinating.
Only very disjointed memories before the age of five. Just little clips. My sister being given a new doll and trying to name it. My grandfather siting smoking a pipe. My uncle flooding the bathroom because the plumber had not connected the overflow pipe. Screaming when I was left with a neighbour.
teddy
Well I certainly wasn't doing that, but what I wonder? I have vague recollections of train watching, and going to church, but that might have been a bit later.
Margaret
Was that simultaneous Margaret?
teddy
My earliest memory, I think, is of being in infants school in Victoria and being totally captivated by a gorgeous picture the teacher drew on the chalk board, with yellow chalk, of a flower ... can't remember what the flower was, but I vividly remember it's general shape and the detail.
I'm not an atheist and I don't think I can call myself a pantheist. We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library filled with books in many different languages. The child knows someone must have written those books. It does not know how. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the arrangement of the books but doesn't know what it is. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent human being toward God.
—Albert Einstein.
Years ago is not all that hard but now, arriving at the garden shed and wondering what the hell I came for is pretty common for me
No Teddy, I couldn't do two things at once then.
Margaret
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