What's your oldest remembered memory?

Remember going to play school when I was about 3.
Also.remember walking along a wall as my dad walked beside me, so we were around the same height and he was holding my hand & I remember saying "look how big i am now daddy? People might think I'm your wife" hahahah

Oops69 wrote: »

physiologically very unlikely i believe.

Apparently so.

I had a near drowning incident in the sea when i was 3. i can remember being under the water & my dad's arms pulling me up out of the water & then sitting in my mam's lap with the towel wrapped around me with the soother in my mouth.

Riding my little plastic motorbike up and down the path in the back garden when I was four, whilst humming the theme tune to CHiPs.

Remember being obsessed with Top Cat around the same age also.

I remember when a bag of Tayto went up to 10p thinking fcuk that...

I remember my granny ... she was in her late 80s when she passed away... i was 30 at the time . Hows that for oldest memory?


A genuine one though, i remember a blue teddy i had that made its way out of a window onto the roof below and stayed there. I was 2-3 at the time and no pictures exist of that bear so im fairly confident that is my own memory bank saved that one up.

Memery is a funny thing .... i have vivid memories of driving home from playing a soccer match in west cork and can pinpoint the piece of road where the announcement came on the car radio that Ayrton Senna had died... thing is... i was living in Belgium at the time that Senna died. We were definetly on the way home from a match. Everything else of that memory is wrong. I was in my late 10s at that time.

I remember climbing out of my cot and jumping on my brother when I was 18 months old,
He had a green candlewick bedspread over 20,000 blankets cos the house was freezing.

One of my earlier memories - I was about 2 and a half - is still one of my more vivid. It is of me, the mother and my cousin, roughly 18 at the time, I think, on a beach in England.
We'd gone out along one of those tide breaker walls, a big one with a footpath on it, and were sat at the end with the two adults dangling their legs in the water and me sat near them.

For whatever reason - mabye it was because I'd played in the shallower water on the beach - without a hint of hesitation, I got up and walked straight into the water. It never crossed my mind that the water would have been a few meters deep, or that I swam like a stone...

Stand up. Hop over the edge. Straight in.
I **** you not...

I perfectly recall the horizon rushing up, the washing sounds around my ears, feeling nothing underneath me and and the world and the sun being all blurry through the water and going darker - I assume - as the salt irritated unaccustomed eyes into closing, overriding the surprise keeping them open. My throat closing because I inhaled just a smidgen and through me nose too. I remember feeling like I was in really big trouble, but not understanding why.

I felt a hand eventually feeling my neck for a second before another joined it and both proceeded to hold on rather tightly...

The mother - completely unable to swim - didn't even blink before diving after me while my cousin held her legs

I got tore up to the footpath a foot over the water and the cousin helped the mother after.

No roaring or crying! Just a minute of a bit of whingeing. Which on reflection may have been a slight touch of shock... And no giving out for that particular **** up either, which on reflection may have been much more shock - they just bundled me up and went home

I do believe that may impacted the amount of time it took for me to learn the aul swimming later in life
I was fine in water, but once the depth went beyond the waste It was as far as anything went... I was swimming grand by 1st year in secondary school but it had taken quite a few years to get there.

But yeah, just up and walked in. No asking, no talking, just straight in..

I laugh now, because if I'd died I can just imagine me poor mother trying to sell that story in court...

"I swear, your honour. I swear, my child just hopped in!!!"

standing on the sittingroom windowsill wearing a red bodysuit, watching santy cruise around the estate on a horse and trap. apparently i was between 2 and 3 yrs old.