Axle Posted July 9, 2008 Author Share Posted July 9, 2008 Clinging onto my mums knockers to get a real gob full of the good stuff...... aged 5 lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ewen Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 Going to a hotel with my dad, and leaving with my mum;) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
simbasupra Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 My earliest memory was when my sister started screaming in the garden, so i ran up to my parents and told them that a "bee had bit her" when they went to check the bite there was a little set of human teeth marks on her back Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Axle Posted July 9, 2008 Author Share Posted July 9, 2008 Going to a hotel with my dad, and leaving with my mum;) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
adnanshah247 Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 when i was 6 i fell off a monkey climbing frame, landed on my bum and my head hit the wooden post that held it up. didnt realise because i was running around like mad but there was a small nail sticking out of the post that went into my head just narrowly missing my brain, only realised when i ran round and had blood gushing out of my head that made the other kids cry. spent 3 weeks in hospital with a whole in my head all stitched up. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Guest damelza Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 up the back lane with a KFC bucket (empty) collecting interesting items for example, stones, bits of mud etc..... lol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Axle Posted July 9, 2008 Author Share Posted July 9, 2008 http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh29/codet68/birdbees.jpg Aaaah ofcourse.. Long day.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Amanda M Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 Refusing to eat my breakfast and my mum pouring my Rice Krispies over my head and taking me to nursery with them sugar glued in my hair Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackie Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 I remember seeing snow for the first time when i lived in Tulse hill in london, I must of been about One ish. I also remember being sat in my buggy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
juanchan Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 Climbing a tree in my spiderman outfit, about 4 years old. That's one of mine! I loved my spiderman costume! My earliest memory was when my sister started screaming in the garden, so i ran up to my parents and told them that a "bee had bit her" when they went to check the bite there was a little set of human teeth marks on her back I remember my mum chucking out a green tracksuit I'd had as a toddler and I was really upset, I must have been about 3/4. I also recall my Dad bringing an old bike back to 'life' for me - it was rusty as hell, but some new brakes, chain and pedals it was good to go. Except it was purple and it took me about 2 months to get over riding a bike that was a girls colour - probably about 4 then Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jevansio Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 Watching a horror film with my Gran & Granda, it was horrible, gave me nightmares for ages at the time, later in life I watched it again without realising, it turned out to be "The Cassandra Crossing" with Michael Caine Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AndrewOW Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 when i was 6 i fell off a monkey climbing frame, landed on my bum and my head hit the wooden post that held it up. didnt realise because i was running around like mad but there was a small nail sticking out of the post that went into my head just narrowly missing my brain, only realised when i ran round and had blood gushing out of my head that made the other kids cry. spent 3 weeks in hospital with a whole in my head all stitched up. Oh my goodness! I have to assume you've nearly recovered Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 Me and my little brother peeking round my Mum 'n' Dads bedroom door and seeing my little sister just after she'd been born. 24th March 1959 and I was 3. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jake Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 I must've been 4 years old, maybe 5. My parents were renovating a house. They had started removing the staircase, my dad jumped down a few feet to the ground level and a four inch nail went through his left foot. For a while after that when he used to drive anywhere he would work the clutch pedal with a crutch and I used to move the gear lever for him. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Homer Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 I must've been 4 years old, maybe 5. My parents were renovating a house. They had started removing the staircase, my dad jumped down a few feet to the ground level and a four inch nail went through his left foot. For a while after that when he used to drive anywhere he would work the clutch pedal with a crutch and I used to move the gear lever for him. After some of your previous 'injury' posts, I was grimacing after reading the first two lines, but thankfully this one was quite mild Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jake Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 You thinking of my DIY Surgery ones? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AndrewOW Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 You thinking of my DIY Surgery ones? I had to cross my legs just thinking of that one Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Homer Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 You thinking of my DIY Surgery ones? Yes Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carlos T Posted July 9, 2008 Share Posted July 9, 2008 was about 4 years old woke up early and went down stairs where i had a toy hammer from a play tool set and went up to my dads massive fish tank and proceded to hammer it then it smashed went all over me and flooded the entire room. i'm talking about alot of water then went up stairs and woke my mum and dad saying the fish are swimming on the floor. ooopps lol was never allowed tools again:) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carl_S Posted July 10, 2008 Share Posted July 10, 2008 What is your earliest memory as a child? How old were you? Mine was when i was playing with matches when i was 4ish. I kep lighting the matches and blowing them out then throwing them straight into a small rubbish bin upstairs in my parents house... Well few moments later damn thing set alight and i cacked myself.. Went downstairs humming to myself as if all was well.. Older Brother by 9 years was watching Rambo on TV.. About 5 mins had passed and he was like.. 'Whats that smell?'.. 'What smell?' i innocently exclaimed.. He went upstairs to the sight of half the wall ablaze! Lukily he managed to put it out with the shower hose by taking the end off and spraying at the flames for 5 mins! When mum and dad got back , i got a spanking good enough for royalty.. Never played with matches again.. Axle. must have been about three in a blue and white striped push chair, it started to hail, luckily there was shelter nearby. next thing i knew the kettle was whistling - yes we had one of those kettles. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mathew Posted July 10, 2008 Share Posted July 10, 2008 in infant schol a fellow class mate came up to me and said 'dont tell anybody this' then whispered 'f*** off' in my ear. i didnt know what this meant so thought nothing of it. that evening my father was making a salad and as i watched i just blurted out 'dad that salad looks f*** off!' looking back it didnt make any sense at all but the silence itcreated was deafening until i got beat around the arse with a cucumber and told in no uncertain terms never to say that word again. didnt do much good as the next day in school got into the swing of telling every kid to f*** off. needless to say the folks were called into the school and this time i had a beating around me arse with a hand insted of a cucumber. i did stop saying it then.......for a short while:d Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Supra Size Me Posted July 10, 2008 Share Posted July 10, 2008 Mine is riding my little pedal powered blue plastic tractor down the hill outside our house when I was about 3/4, I had managed to get out (as you do !) and pedalled like fury down the road and across a busy road at the bottom narrowly missing some cars and ending up in a field after crashing. Once an adrenaline junkie always an adrenaline junkie The only other one worthy of note is filling up the outside drain with gravel and having mum's washing machine flood the kitchen for which I got a royal A$$ whoopin ! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
creative Posted July 10, 2008 Share Posted July 10, 2008 Ive got loads but i guess the earliest is when i must of been about 2/3. As exploring kids do, I climbed over a small wall and promptly fell off the other side..... onto a cactus! watching a bushfire that was near our house (my dad was in the volunteer fire and rescue service at the time.) my dad trying to shoot the fox that kept attacking our chickens....whilst drunk... we ate chicken for weeks after that! me running into the house with a "worm" in my hands...turns out it was one of the deadliest snakes in Australia.. the brown snake! oh I lived in a shack on a farm in Oz and had an eventful childhood! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sdavies Posted July 10, 2008 Share Posted July 10, 2008 4 years old, stung by a jelly fish in Tenby west wales!! (tends to stick on your mind). Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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