What are your major memories of childhood ?

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The world cup finals

Advertising on TV and their catchphrases and stuff ,they're all embedded in my mind

Boxing on the BBC

Schoolteachers ,good and bad

Being( or not) part of a group or a gang

Leg End Reject

Family, birthdays, Christmasses, not having homework done on Sundays, school, friends, playing, freedom to go off until we were hungry, cartoons, toys, tantrums, cut knees, fights with siblings and parents - "It's not fair!", home cooked meals and strict bedtimes.

All rudely interrupted by puberty and teenage angst.

Being loved and encouraged by my family. Only in hindsight and from talking to others do I relaise how good I had it.

freshpopcorn

I suppose I've memories of Christmas.

Seeing bad accidents on the road. I loved fire engines.

Falling with my grand mother mug and putting a chip on my head.

Falling and hitting my head off a rock.

Getting my finger caught in a door.

Getting stung by a wasp/bee.

The fire sort of exploding in the living room when I was left alone in the room. Well my mother was in the bathroom.

Going to the doctor and him telling me I bruise easily or something.

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freshpopcorn wrote: »

I suppose I've memories of Christmas.

Seeing bad accidents on the road. I loved fire engines.

Falling with my grand mother mug and putting a chip on my head.

Falling and hitting my head off a rock.

Getting my finger caught in a door.

Getting stung by a wasp/bee.

The fire sort of exploding in the living room when I was left alone in the room. Well my mother was in the bathroom.

Going to the doctor and him telling me I bruise easily or something.

Hmm ,did you decide to work in medicine or something after all this ?

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freshpopcorn wrote: »

I suppose I've memories of Christmas.

Seeing bad accidents on the road. I loved fire engines.

Falling with my grand mother mug and putting a chip on my head.

Falling and hitting my head off a rock.

Getting my finger caught in a door.

Getting stung by a wasp/bee.

The fire sort of exploding in the living room when I was left alone in the room. Well my mother was in the bathroom.

Going to the doctor and him telling me I bruise easily or something.

The last sentence paints a lot of the rest of your post in a sinister light!

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One I left out

Sci-fi and sci-fi movies made a big impact

I've no interest in it now, wouldn't watch a sci-fi movie

Strumms

I tried to eat a colored spare lightbulb from a Christmas tree light when I was 3. Went to a&e , not the most enlightening experience.

Great holiday in the US in ‘86, i was 7. Otherwise our getaways were to Tramore, Westport, Clifden, ballycullane, Cork City...ohh and Lourdes (fûcking awful boring kip)

My Dad nearly dying in about ‘91 from a heart attack. Still with us. That was a scary night. A close call.

Having unbelievable parents and extended family with the odd exception but there were always a multitude of things to do as regards meetups, family flying back from the US and England...every occasion marked by get togethers...

Good group of friends but remember getting shafted by a very good friend one who turned on me and another friend of ours in later years... ironically he ended up working for a contractor of my last employer.... would do fuçk all and often had to be cajoled into doing the base level of his job that he was meant to for us... it didn’t stop him ringing looking for favors, assistances and discounts on our services/products... the term neck, jockeys bollocks was coined for this individual.. he was sorted out eventually .

freshpopcorn

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Hmm ,did you decide to work in medicine or something after all this ?

No but my favorite colour is siren blue!

_Whimsical_

The joy of getting completely and utterly engrossed in playing games alone or with friends or even just in drawing pictures etc. Nothing has ever felt quite like that since for me.

Having no real sense of time, Christmas might be next year or next week, sometimes the school day felt like a minute, sometimes like light years had passed before the bell.

Never thinking about what you ate or if it might be bad for you or if you might get fat.

Every house owning a deep fat frier and yet we were all skinny rakes.

How good all those e-numbers and additives tasted ,Fat Frogs and the like, the more toxicly green the better.

gogo

I had a great childhood, one of five, our house was carnage at the best of times, wouldn’t be unusual to find my sisters eating breakfast in my mother’s fur coats, or her wedding dress... nothing was off limits to us if it didn’t hurt us.

My dad having us read out and act out plays in our living room, I’m talking Sive, The field etc at the age of Ten/Eleven. By the time I came to exams I knew most of the plays off my heart

My dad going fishing with four of us on his bike, cycled many a mile with us all on the one bike, one in the handle bars, two on the cross bar and one on the seat, dad stood and pedaled

All of us in their bed when there was thunder and lighting

Putting on plays for our neighbours and me singing at them... and finding out at 12ish that I couldn’t sing a note and that my sisters considered my input as the comedy routine

Big soccer matches or boxing matches and all the neighbours piling in as we were the only ones who had ‘the channels’ on the road

Digging a hole to Australia.... one whole summer was spent at ‘the hole’ and we thought we were nearly there, found the hole recently, its about a foot deep

The video man and movie nights, Chevy chase, Steve Martin and Richard Prior.
The Cosby show after Sunday dinner

Good times!


*this was the 80s, every house has some form of a fur coat at that stage

Always_Running

Carefree outdoor activities and parents not overly cautious.

jimbobaloobob

Warm summer days, trips to the beach. The smell of sausages on a Saturday evening for dinner.
Jack frost on the windows in winter.

Happy times and great memories

UI_Paddy

Some of mine would be:

1) Renting movies from Xtra-Vision, not wanting to let go of them led me down that rabbit hole of collecting movies that I continue to this day.

2) Discovering Star Wars for the first time, getting the original trilogy box set for €54 in Liffey Valley (which I still have).

3) Coming home from school every day to watch Dragon Ball Z on Cartoon Network and CNX.

4) Collecting Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh cards and playing against friends, also many fond memories of their animes.

5) Several sun holidays with family, made some great Irish friends in Ibiza, although sadly never got to see them since.

6) Living in Arizona when my dad worked there and having a pool in our estate.

7) Also some good staycations in Killaloe, Wexford and Tramore.

.anon.

Spending warm summer days indoors, writing frightening verse to a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg.

Hamachi

It’s always summer in my childhood memories.

Cycling to the local beach with my parents and siblings; swimming in the sea; jumping from the rocks into a splash pool.

The taste of ham sandwiches and red lemonade. Rolling down the sand hills and then jumping into the sea to wash it off.

Sunburn. Cycling home. My father taking out the garden hose and spraying all of us with water in the back garden. Eating mackerel that my mother bought at the beach for tea.

Simpler times for sure.

Graces7

As a war baby... Moving to a chilly new build from a cosy 2 up 2 down terrace aged 3.... Always cold!

Rationing.. then oranges and BANANAS coming back. And chocolate. It has made chocolate still a very special treat.

Solitude... I was always the first home from school etc; lighting the fire and peeling the potatoes.... Key round my neck on a tape. They called us latchkey kids. And I was the only one in my primary school year to get to Grammar School which isolated me from the few other girls on my road. It was many miles away so long bus rides.

Sunday School a bright spot in the week. :):) Happy !

Walking though the fields finding wild flowers and feeding the ducks! More bright spots.... ( always in trouble for taking the bread..)

Never enough books; still not enough books to this day!

But above all; cold. The only heating was the fire in the living room; No bedroom heating unless we were ill...

Same now in my second childhood! Nothing has changed! Oh but then I was not allowed to have a cat and now I have FIVE and two guest-cats! YAY!

Greyfox

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One I left out
I've no interest in it now, wouldn't watch a sci-fi movie

Like most film genres theirs lots of bad ones but plenty of good ones.

Loads of great childhood memories, one of my fav is getting a super nintendo. We only had one tv and use to sneak downstairs at night as with 3 siblings who wanted to play waiting your turn was a pain.

Your Face

The idyll of my Grandparents homestead on the West coast.

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Advertising is still the major one for me outside of family stuff ,shows the power of the medium

I recall the time business and their advertiser's decided that we could all live on powdered food out of a packet

Dinner became powdered soup, then powdered mash and finished off with angel delight

fits

Hay. Cutting hay. Jumping over the rows. The race to get it baled. Making houses with square bales in the shed. The smell of it.

Also our little boat. Fishing for mackerel and pulling up lobster pots.

MyLove4Satan

My childhood in Dublin in the 70s. My main memories was always being cold and food was dull and predictable. Terrible bus services by CIE and just a sense of bleakness prevailing which adults escaped via booze.

On the positive side I can recall reading literally vast amounts of books, comics and magazines. There was something really special about getting lost in something you really wanted to read back then. A magic hard to describe. Then I heard Bowie and literally it completely changed my life for the better.

I see sheep

Italia 90

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MyLove4Satan wrote: »

My childhood in Dublin in the 70s. My main memories was always being cold and food was dull and predictable. Terrible bus services by CIE and just a sense of bleakness prevailing which adults escaped via booze.

On the positive side I can recall reading literally vast amounts of books, comics and magazines. There was something really special about getting lost in something you really wanted to read back then. A magic hard to describe. Then I heard Bowie and literally it completely changed my life for the better.

Bowie tended to have that effect

Wibbs

My childhood also in 70's Dublin. Don't remember cold and crap food though. Do remember warm summers. 76 was scorchio. Was brought out to Blessington reservoir that had partially dried up and you could see the ruins of houses being revealed. There was also a newly revealed holy well, which were popular attractions for the faithful. My parents were into travel so I do remember holidays in Europe every year, Spain, France, Italy, Britain, Holland, which was unusual among my peers. I had a very happy childhood all told. Certainly can't complain anyway.

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Wibbs wrote: »

My childhood also in 70's Dublin. Don't remember cold and crap food though. Do remember warm summers. 76 was scorchio. Was brought out to Blessington reservoir that had partially dried up and you could see the ruins of houses being revealed. There was also a newly revealed holy well, which were popular attractions for the faithful. My parents were into travel so I do remember holidays in Europe every year, Spain, France, Italy, Britain, Holland, which was unusual among my peers. I had a very happy childhood all told. Certainly can't complain anyway.

76 the calm before the storm

ulster

Secondary school definitely....detested every single second of it.

Hyperbollix

Like everyone else, it never seemed to rain of an Irish summer when you were a kid.

My memories are mainly of long, long warm days, playing endless football, especially when a major tournament was on tele, playing tennis when Wimbledon was on tele. Exploring in the woods and climbing trees. Cycling clapped out old bikes (one of us on a high nelly) to the shops to get Mr. Freezes. On the very rare occasion it was lashing rain, we'd be inside playing games. We graduated from an Atari 2600 in the early 90's, to a Megadrive and finally to a Playstation. When you'd get off school in May/June, September seemed like a lifetime away.

baldbear

I remember I was about 5-6 and disappeared after school. I was meant to walk home with older kids who would drop me at my house. This was approx.1988.

Anyway I have vague memories of rambling down through fields with another kid who was older. His family had serious issues & if it was now child welfare would have been deeply involved.
We ended up at the mart about 2 miles away. The whole town was out looking for me. I'll never forget my mother finding us.

ZX7R

My fondness memory is Being happy all the time,
Didn't matter what the weather was like or what time of the year it was I was always happy.

StemCell

Best childhood memories were the family holidays to the Isle Of Man.


Horse drawn trams on the promenade in Douglas, Steam trains down to Port Erin and Port St Mary, Peel Castle, the Electric trams to Laxey and the Laxey Water Wheel. Amusement arcades on the promenade, SummerLand amusement park and another external park that burnt down later around Douglas head that had a huge sack slide.
Onchan park for go-kart rides and motorized boats.
It was a magical place, we went about 5 times.
Took about 5 hours on the boat and I remember seeing Raiders of the Lost Ark on repeat 6 times there and back on season.