Memories

Thank you all ?

I love them!

You are very talented Wilma. Beautiful pictures.

Gosh, they're beautiful Wilma, such talent!

They are beautiful wilma!

Magical!!!!

Lovely, Wilma

Oh that's glorious! What a treat! Thank you very much for showing them.

Yes all from memory. I make up the pictures I do. Here is another one. Snow is my favourite thing to paint

Its beautiful!
All out of memory? No pictures in your mind to copy?

Thanks ?

Well! I'll be jiggered, Wilma.
I'm astounded!

MissAdventure I’m a professional artist ?
I’ll try and attach a pic of one of my paintings

My sister who is 4 yrs older never seems to remember about things we both should know.
That was the house I was in when I was born and we moved away when I was about four or five.
Going to the doctor in a gloomy surgery and he gave me some small bottles.
The snowdrops under the tree in the front garden
Me getting seen by the window cleaner with my face plastered in mum's lipstick.

Being sick on the swings when my sister and cousin took me across the road to the park.

My dad re-pointing the bricks in the side of our house and our cat following him up the ladder.
My sister did join in playing on the building sites and pushing over newly built walls. but she was about 11 by then and getting too grown up.

Criminal damage yes but there was no supervision after the site had closed for the night in those days.

If anyone had carefully explained to us how much damage we could have done to ourselves and others we would have really felt ashamed of ourselves.

We were just enjoying ourselves. Children do not usually think of such consequences

Oh those times were brilliant fun.
I find it strange that my sister does not seem to remember.

gillybob that has brought back a dentist memory to me -
when I was a child our dentist was quite fat and he used to have to hold my head against his tummy, which felt like a pillow. He was a Scot, a jolly fellow.

I was at the dentist for a check up this morning . It’s a very modern state of the art practise but going through the door I had a horrible flash back memory of being a young child and getting a tooth out with that awful gas . It scared me for years .

Anyone hear the interview on R4 (Today) and in the DM with the scientists who have studied early memories and have shown that while we can remember things that happened after the age of 2. Memories before that age are made up of a mix of family stories, photographs and possible later memories.

I used to have crystal clear memories. My friends from school whom I still see over 50 years on used to be amazed at how i could recall stuff from our mad teenage years but once I was in my 50s that ability started to decline and now at 68 when I remember things it seems to be memories of memories if that makes sense. Another strange thing is sometimes I have a memory but don't know whether it was an actual event or a vivid dream which is a bit disconcerting . Maybe the old frontal cortex needs a good de-fragging! I did read something last week Wilma about the key to a happy old age lies in forgetting so it's not all bad ?.

I remember being in a queue with my mother, she had her ration book with her. I had my dolls pram and another child tried to take my doll.

My earliest memory although hazy is from when i was about 2years old.I was running away from my mum towards a railway bridge, this was in Edmonton north London and we had been shopping at a market.

No it’s not an age thing! My son in his early thirties seems to remember very little about his childhood but my husband in his mid sixties can recall his in infinite detail!

Wilma I'm intrigued to know now, if you are good at drawing.
I'm fascinated.

I also remember having my vaccination done at the very top of my left leg.
The Americsn doctor, who did it on a train to Honiton, said it was nicer for girls to have it where it wouldn't be seen, unlike British doctors who did it on the upper arm.
The scratch itched and he dabbed something on it out of a blue glass ridged bottle which had a cork stopper.
The train smelt of cigars and had pictures hanging on the panelling of each compartment.
Dad was in the RAF and mum was joining him.

MissAdventure

I have quite a lot of memories from very early childhood. I can remember being in a pram, being in a pushchair, and, memorably, being potty trained - sitting on a chair, needing a wee and trying to decide whether I should do it the way I always had (i.e. just wee in my knickers ) or whether I should interrupt mummy talking to nana to tell her I needed the potty. I opted for the former, because I'd been taught it was rude to interrupt .
So many other memories too. My DM used to talk to us a lot about her childhood and I think she encouraged us to keep memories alive too.