What's your earliest memory?

brummytom

This is a topic I'd have thought would've been done a billion times before, but I don't think I've seen it on here actually - anyway, I had bumping zombie threads so I'll ask anyway.


What's the earliest memory you can think of?

I've a terrible memory, I can very, very vaguely remember my granddad, but not much. But I've just put on Eva Cassidy's version of Fields of Gold, and I suddenly had a really clear memory, the earliest one I can think of.

I remember playing in some stupid little piano recital from when I was about 7. I was sitting there, next to my nan, God rest her soul. I heard this girl sing the most amazing, beautiful version of Fields of Gold I'd ever heard, even my nan loved it. The whole night, I just kept thinking about that song.

I got home, asked dad what it was called, and he sat at the piano and played it to me. I spent weeks practising it; and after my nan died, I played the song all the time, thinking of her.



I know no one cares, but as soon as I put the song on, I had a really vivid flashback to something I'd completely forgotten.


Hopefully someone's got an interesting earliest memory?


TL;DR: Gay post, what's the earliest thing you can remember?

bnt

I clearly remember another thread on this exact same topic, just a couple of weeks ago ... merge?

Chris P. Bacon

I remember the first time i created sperm on my stomach,happy days haven't looked back since.

RMD

Getting my stabilizers taken off. Bombing it down the garden, looking off my shoulder to see who was looking, then turning back front to see I was about 2 yards away from a prickly tree.

Hurt like a bitch but I did the job.

brummytom

bnt wrote: »

I clearly remember another thread on this exact same topic, just a couple of weeks ago ... merge?

Ah fuck sorry, haven't been in AH much recently.

tony1kenobi

I've an awful memory but I recall seeing Carlos Tevez score a goal for Manchester City only to pull up his shirt to reveal an undershirt sporting the legend "Felix,Creampie me".....to be honest it'd be hard to forget.....also,it was only 20 minutes ago.

Chuchoter

I remember being in and around 1 and half 2 and jumping up and down in my cot. Everything is yellow.

Most of my memories revolve around songs and smells. A lot of smells from bad periods (even back when I was about 3, really horrible playschool I hated always smelled like a certain kind of soup, can't take it when I smell it) same with certain deodorants, perfumes

Terry

Buying an ice cream from the ice cream man when I was about 3 or 4.

I can remember that, but can't remember what I did last week. Don't do drugs, kids.

Chris P. Bacon

crayolastereo wrote: »

I remember being in and around 1 and half 2 and jumping up and down in my cot. Everything is yellow.

Most of my memories revolve around songs and smells. A lot of smells from bad periods (even back when I was about 3, really horrible playschool I hated always smelled like a certain kind of soup, can't take it when I smell it) same with certain deodorants, perfumes

You had periods when you were 3?

Chuchoter

Richie Cranium wrote: »

You had periods when you were 3?

Snakeblood

I remember eating a curry pie and watching Frankenstien late at night with my parents, sitting under a quilt. Scared the ****ing **** out of me.

3hn2givr7mx1sc

I remember dropping a tub of tartar sauce all over the floor and pulling a kettle down on top of my hand. Dunno which was first, though.

loike

a floor to ceiling cabinet full of glass falling on top of me when i was like two......

mrsdewinter

Eating a biscuit. It set a precedent: all these years later, my life still revolves around food.

brummytom

Damn, I've just remembered an earlier one


When I was 5, I lit a candle on Christmas day. Burnt my finger waving my hands round like a conductor (classical, not a bus) while I made everyone sing Happy Birthday to Jesus.

tony1kenobi

baz2009 wrote: »

I remember dropping a tub of tartar sauce all over the floor and pulling a kettle down on top of my hand. Dunno which was first, though.

The tartar was first.....after the kettle you'd have gone to A&E.......so now you know.

Asphyxia

Sitting in my high chair and looking out the window at my father building a wall after we first moved there. My mother says I was only gone 1 at the time

My name is URL

I can't remember my first memory

Hail 2 Da Thief

I remember once thinking it would be an awesome idea to stick a button up my nose. I was 4 and ended up being brought to the hospital to get it out .
I also remember winning a medal from a sports day in play school when I was about three or four.

dlofnep

Being in a buggy with my mam going past Greer's cake shop in Waterford. My second oldest memory is playing tennis out on the street with my next door neighbour, or being able to hear my own heartbeat when I layed on my side - I would picture myself running through a maze to escape something.

All three of those stick to me.

Chris P. Bacon

dlofnep wrote: »

Being in a buggy with my mam going past Greer's cake shop in Waterford. My second oldest memory is playing tennis out on the street with my next door neighbour, or being able to hear my own heartbeat when I layed on my side - I would picture myself running through a maze to escape something.

All three of those stick to me.

Sure one can never forget Greer's

Oranage2

Coming out of my mother's vagina

Sharkey 10

Mine is , and im sure of it , is in my pram staring out and seeing mother and her on of her friends staring in at me. When i tell people about this they say theres no way that you can remember that young. What do you lads think?

orourkeda

Oranage2 wrote: »

Coming out of my mother's vagina

Have you started coming into your mothers vagina yet?

brummytom

Oranage2 wrote: »

Coming out of my mother's vagina

Which time?

juma

brummytom wrote: »

Which time?

You're one sick bastard

Dudess

The image of two small boys playing football in the garden (my brothers) and a mini (I wasn't much more than a baby when my parents had that car).

Poor Uncle Tom

I remember standing in my cot, catching the top rail, looking out through a new window screen to the road. I was moving back and forth and I pinched my hand between my thumb and forefinger on the clip that held the cot side up. I was 2 then.

I remember getting my nappy changed, (but that was only last week...:D) naw, I think I was about 2 as well, I remember it cos my mam was argueing with a fella while she changed the nappy.

The further back the memories the more distilled the imagery, the colours are vibrant the sounds are either shrill or muffled, nothing in between.

At times I relax with nothing and nobody around and I remember a time when I was young and happy, and just relax into it, it's amazing what you will remember. Take something from the kitchen, something base, the smell of a wooden spoon, some flour, a trigger.....:) happy days.

brummytom

juma wrote: »

You're one sick bastard

Thanks, I do my best

juma

brummytom wrote: »

Thanks, I do my best

Good for you, but that wasn't a compliment.

brummytom

juma wrote: »

Good for you, but that wasn't a compliment.

It might not have been intended as one, but thanks anyway

Superbus

Appropriately, not going to mass. I was about 3, and I remember sitting on the couch with my dad watching F1 while my mum went off to mass.

This situation has occurred so often since that I half-doubt whether the memory is totally accurate.

laugh

When i was 3/4 I locked myself in the bathroom and super glued my hands together. My pregnant mother had to get in the window to get me out.

Pompey Magnus

My earliest was sitting in my pram while my cousin brought me out for a walk, he left the pram on top of a small hump backed bridge and let it roll down, I think I enjoyed it.

Tar.Aldarion

1 or 2 asking dad to come play with me on the beach, he was looking for golf ball in the grass.

Being at mass, green kneeler things.

Isle

When I was 4 I can remember pushing my baby sister's pram down a bunch of steps. I honestly wasn't trying to hurt her or anything. I swear I wasn't! I was trying to help my mam but I didn't realise how heavy the pram was so the handle slipped out of my hands. Luckily my sister wasn't hurt.

AskMyChocolate

I remember my parents locking the door to the "Dining Room" on Christmas Eve. It was the only room with a lock so Santy always used it in case he'd be caught coming down the chimney. Basically, by the time they got us to sleep they just wanted two hours themselves. We would wake up (be woken up) at four in the morning bleary eyed by the nudges and urgent whispers of my oldest sister/brother "Santy's been". We had socks filled with chocolate Santas and other ****e from Hector Grey's.There was a hatch in the kitchen which led to the dining room where the main presents were. My brother shoved me through it and there was a train set for me, swingball for him, and a Fisher Price "Television" for my youngest brother. I turned the knob on the Fisher-Price Telly and it started playing "Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream". We couldn't shut the fcuking thing up. Scared ****less it would wake our parents. We covered it with every cushion in the room and you could still hear it. That nursery rhyme still chills me to this day.

Fond memories.:)

Armin_Tamzarian

Some nice stories in here.
Mine's from when I was 3 in pre-school/
I'd been bold and the woman that ran it pulled me aside at the end of the day and handed me a note saying it was for my Mother.
I remeber thinking it was a not about me being bold so half way home I shoved it down a storm drain.
It was only afterwards I realised that the green and white bit of paper was a £1 note.
Obviously just change for my Mother.

I find the memory "mad" for two reasons.
1. I can remember things from a time when I couldn't read.
2. It was normal back then for a 3 year old to walk home through the estate on their own (better times).

OutlawPete

Terry wrote: »

Buying an ice cream from the ice cream man when I was about 3 or 4.

I can remember that, but can't remember what I did last week. Don't do drugs, kids.

That's one way of looking at.

Another would be, don't do Ice Cream

AskMyChocolate

Sharkey 10 wrote: »

Mine is , and im sure of it , is in my pram staring out and seeing mother and her on of her friends staring in at me. When i tell people about this they say theres no way that you can remember that young. What do you lads think?

Shur I remember it well. You were a little dote.

Prof.Badass

Think i was 2, although i could have been 3.
My family were in some basement of some department store. There was this really ****ty old lift (which was probably the height of luxury for a dublin shop at that time ).
Me and my older sister were playing this game where we'd jump in and out of the lift as the doors would open and close or something. Anyway, one time i didn't make it out of the lift and the door closed with me inside. I'm pretty sure i was terrified but for some reason it opened up on the ground floor and I ran down the steps to my mam (I'm guessing the steps were pretty close to if not beside the lift). Anyway aparently my dad/siblings had gone up the lift to look for me. My sister probably got in serious **** .

kylith

I don't know what my earliest memory is, there's a couple of contenders from when I was about 3:
Watching my mother cook a big pot of porridge for breakfast
or
Following my brother to the front door on Hallowe'en and seeing a skeleton and vampire standing there. I immediately started screaming and went into shock, apparently I was catatonic for hours and my mother thought I was going to die. I had a terrible fear of masks, or anyone I thought was wearing a mask such as Asians (hey, I was 3), or anyone with beards, including Santa. That's actually my next memory; my brother getting my present from Santa in Shaws because I was too hysterical to go in.

TanG411

I would have been about 3 or 4, and I was playing International Superstar Soccer on the Super Nintendo. Scoring own goals all the time thinking I was scoring myself.

kfallon

Shiiting me nappy!

Christ that Cow n' Gate stuff goes right through ya

phasers

When I was 4 my family were on holiday in Wales and my brother lost a tooth. He put it under his pillow and the tooth fairy left this weird coin (an English pound I think) and none of us could figure out what it was or what we were meant to do with it.

Jesus Wept

I have my doubts that what people perceive as their earliest memory is actually ever their earliest memory.

arybvtcw0eolkf

At three months old a kettle of boiling tea was knocked over me. I'd extensive burn's on my chest, shoulder and neck.. Thankfully it missed my face, however I've still got bad scaring on my chest (bubbled skin).

I don't remember the incident itself, but I can remember the hospital and my parents visiting me. I can also remember my arm's in something like splits and tied to the cot to prevent me touching the injured area's.

That was 44 yrs ago.

bonzodog2

The earliest one for me is being able to see over the top of the kitchen table. I was probably about 2-ish, but for years I'd thought I'd been older than that at the time.

Pherekydes

Being brought to watch JFK's motorcade in '63. I was 3 years, 2 months and 8 days old.

Tallaght Saint

Being about 7 wearing a white vest singing Queen into empty beer bottles