Days you will never forget...

I remember Sept 11 as clear as yesterday.

But for me the day the Berlin Wall was torn down really struck the fear of God into me as my brother was panicing and was adamant that this was the turning point in the Cold War and the Nukes would be flying within hours.

I remember stashing water and plasters under my bed just in case lol.

Oh and the day Princess Diana was killed I was in work at 6am that morning and was monkeying around with a Stanley Knife and decided to slash a 3 litre bottle of Red Lemonade.

Nothing happened when I slashed it but when I went in for a closer look to make sure I slashed it the whole thing blew up in my face

So I remember standing there listening to the radio that she had died covered in sticky Lemonade (me obviously not her)

My 14th bday - It was September 11th 2001 - I can remember it well coming home from school then meeting all my friends getting off the bus(who where at different schools to me) and them wishing me a happy bday and then one of them asked me if I heard what had happened(which I hadnt because for some odd reason no one knew at my school) then I can remember me saying something like "im not gonna be watching the news on my bday" or something like that and what did I do when I got home. Watched tv

Moving away from home for the 1st time.

Getting my Leaving Cert results.

1st day in scondary school.

Last day in secondary school.

Last day in primary school.

Ruu wrote:

How did we forget this one. A nation holds it breath...WE'RE THERE!!:eek: *shiver down spine*

Not really the same with the stiff upper lip British commentary


A day I'll never forget:

When Bobby from Home & Away died. Got me seriously preoccupied with the transience of life

The-Rigger wrote:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lclPTuSnkIQ

That and the 1990, good stuff Was only approaching 4 in Italia 90, dont recall specific matches per se (recall watching one or two vaguely with the oul fella), remember the songs very well though, all the kids knew them

Obviously Sept 11th was the biggest news event, we were told in school about 2pm, at that stage it was only one plane, and i assumed it was probably a 2 seater private yoke or whatever, that the media would have largely forgotten by the end of the evening. Ran into my granny on the way home around 4:30, hadnt heard any more about it, then she tells me that there were 4 planes hijacked, both towers were gone and the Pentagon was hit. She was around 80 at the time and tbh i thought like alot of old people she had completely the wrong end of the story, it couldnt be as insane as she was telling it. As i walked into my house sky news was re showing the impact of the second plane, right beside the already burining first tower, jaw nearly dropped to the ground, when they fast forwarded to the tower collapse it was unbelieveable, you are there wide eyed litreally swearing at your tv. It might seem an over reaction now but i remember thinking this could turn into a war involving even ourselves (over reacting I know, but when you see one of the worlds most famous landmarks destroyed like a Hollywood film anything seems possible)

On a personal level, the summer of 2004 when I left school has some mad memories (the forbidden Kildare festival that year, first time at a proper dance music event, insane house party I had that summer, good times)

September the 11th and the last day of school/LC(very happy in the latter instance btw)