thinking about earliest ever memory why? heaven knows.
mine is being at home.
I woke one night came downstairs no one about. dragged the crackett, as it was called, dad made it at school, near the front door, i must have been about 2 as any older id have been able to reach the sneck without the need to stand on anything.
managed to open the door went next door across the yard to mrs burdess,s house
bettys mam. remember vividly nearing the back door glancing through and seeing mrs burdess by the sink putting her curlers in, radio playing in the background ,
she must have heard me crying, came out and took me inside. sat me in the rocky chair,
i said "mrs burdess mam and dad have gone and left me"
she said "no pet they won,t have done anything like that dont worry" mam and dad eventually landed back, seemed like forever, noticed the front door wide open.
finally found me, theyd ran out of coal gone to grans around the corner to borrow some.
thats the excuse.
I dont think you ever get over shock and stuff...when young ..loss.!.
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