False Memory Syndrome?

I distinctly remember there being an eccentric parson in the village of Burton-in-Kendal when I was about 4-5(about 1958) He used to stand on the monument by the shop shouting damnation to everybody. I mentioned it to my sister who is 4 years older than me and she had no recollection. I wish my Mum was alive so I could ask her. I asked on a Burton history forum but nobody replied. Where on earth would I get it from if it didn't happen?
GandTea+ rosesarered - 1 ukulele is nowhere near enough!

We were laughing about a family memory of DH kicking a vole back in 1996. DD1 was convinced she was there, but she was in Spain with her best friend. DD2 was with us. We must have related the vole kicker story (it was accidental) so many times that she thinks she was there. So easy to do.

One ukulele is enough for anyone GT ......

I can clearly remember Mrs P saying that I could buy another Ukulele, but she cannot remember the conversation. (Must be her memory lapse)

I can't think of anything specific, but think that we all have false memories of all sorts of things.My DH swore he had left the car in a certain street(years ago) and wouldn't have it when I suggested we look around other streets, he was certain it had been stolen( cue an arguement and we walked home).The next day he went back and it was parked two streets away, boy was he shamefaced.

My first 'memory' is walking to the shops at the age of three on my own - don't think my Mum would have let me do that, even back in those more relaxed times!

I went on a trip to Newcastle upon Tyne when I was about 10. That would make the year 1962. I bought a packet of "savoury crisps" and ate them on a boat on the Tyne. They were very similar to Quavers, but can't have been them as they weren't introduced until 1968. Nobody else remembers them.

I remember a sweet that looked a bit like marshmallow but was crispy. No one in the family or any friends have any recollection of it.