I remember lots from my childhood and mainly have good or harmless memories. I remember my eldest sister who I thought was the best she used to take me places and even took me shopping with her friends when she was 18 and I was only 4. She used to pay a childs fare of 4 pence on the bus and tell me not to tell my mum and I never did. She took me to get my ears pierced when I was 5. When I was 7 I was told she was adopted by my mum and dad (my mum told me). I asked a couple of questions but was told that my sister loved my mum and dad and they loved her so they chose each other but I wasn't to tell my sister. What did I do! Of course I told my ...  Read the complete review

As I child I remember both good and bad memories, unfortunately some bad things we don't tend to forget and are scarred by them for the rest of our lives. On the other hand we will all have some good memories that will bring a smile to our faces when we think of them. I'm going to start with a few of my favourite memories. ***MY SISTER*** I shared a room with my sister and we were always very close to each other. She's only 2 years older than me and we had the same interests so were always playing together and doing other things together. We had so much Barbie stuff it was unbelievable, every Sunday we used to get it all downstairs and take it in turns to ...  Read the complete review

As you would expect I was naughty but nice as a kid, a secret compass hidden in our Clarks shoes and no one batting an eye-lid if you carried a penknife and had your hood up. It was innocent times growing up in the seventies and although there were rough boys and gangs and no computer games we still had fun and it really was a far safer time. I would not like to be a lad or teenager today as the innocence in most places has gone, and what's childhood without innocence. At least my generation of kids didn't stab people for straying out of their own post code or running drugs for the wrong 'hoodie'. Today posh kids don't go out much and its homework and the Playstation all  Read the complete review

As a child, you have this innocence and see things through rose tinted specs. My childhood was happy, maybe not always but we were lucky as we never went without. I have a sister who is 8yrs older than me and who hated me from the day I was born. She wanted a brother and on numerous occasions tried to kill me. No joke..this involved my buggy being attached to her scooter and trying to feed my polo mints through my cot bars. Thankfully I was too young to remember that! My parents worked hard and we lived a basic middle class life. I shared a room with my sister until she moved out. I have alot of memories from my childhood that if you care to listen, ...  Read the complete review

I have numerous of things from my childhood in addition have also kept things from when my children's childhood so many in fact that my hubby and family class me as a hoarder , I don't mind as in a way it helps me reminisce them occasions, Photograph are favorable however possessing something to touch or smell is even better. The earliest object from my childhood is a miniature duck teddy, it used to swing on the side of my silver-cross pram that my mum was so proud off, after 34 years you would figure it would be all tatty although it is not it is in rather a favorable condition. I additionally have my baby teeth that i lost , furthermore ...  Read the complete review