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By *stella OP   Woman
over a year ago

London

Do you have a random feelgood childhood memory that takes you straight back to being a kid...?

One of mine would be being carried out the car half asleep on a return journey from a day out or coming back from a stay away late in the evening, and being aware we were *home* and that I’d soon be tucked into bed.

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By *uriousscouserWoman
over a year ago

Wirral

One of my friends bought me a bottle of Avon soft pink bubble bath. As soon as I smelled it I remembered staying at an aunty's house when I was in primary school. I got covered in brick dust when a ceiling collapsed in our house so I was shipped to my aunty's while it was repaired. She marched me straight to the bath and I had huge mounds of Avon soft pink bubbles (a luxury, we didn't have anything nearly so luxurious at home), then gave me a gorgeous nightie to sleep in.

I can remember in the morning the sun turning everything pale greeny-yellow as it shone through the gold damask curtains.

It's such a clear memory, the luxury of bubble bath...

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By *stella OP   Woman
over a year ago

London


"One of my friends bought me a bottle of Avon soft pink bubble bath. As soon as I smelled it I remembered staying at an aunty's house when I was in primary school. I got covered in brick dust when a ceiling collapsed in our house so I was shipped to my aunty's while it was repaired. She marched me straight to the bath and I had huge mounds of Avon soft pink bubbles (a luxury, we didn't have anything nearly so luxurious at home), then gave me a gorgeous nightie to sleep in.

I can remember in the morning the sun turning everything pale greeny-yellow as it shone through the gold damask curtains.

It's such a clear memory, the luxury of bubble bath..."

Oh I love that. Scent is so evocative of memories. Every time I smell the small pink flowering currant shrub at the end of our road it takes me straight back to the house I grew up in as the tree I loved to climb was behind the same plant and the scent of the flowers as I pushed past them to get to my tree is so strongly with me!

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By *emorefridaCouple
over a year ago

La la land

I remember going for a walk on the farm I grew up on with my two bonkers uncles. I remember going and hunting for ladybugs to put in the glasshouse. And then getting back to the yard and them dangling me upside down over a very mucky JCB bucket, which meant lots of wriggling and screaming and laughter

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

At grandma three cats house when I got my Willy stuck in my zipper.

Two aunts, mum, grandma and the woman from next door all bent over trying to get the zip untangled from my skin.

I’d be around 8 maybe 9 years old.

I still remember the pain like it was yesterday.

I‘ve rarely worn anything with zips since.

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By *partharmonyCouple
over a year ago

Ruislip

I used to work in a print room and people would put things they wanted printing in a polythene bag with a form saying what they needed.

The sound of those polythene bags being filled or emptied took me straight back to being with my grandfather taking one of his records out of a polythene wrapper inside the cover to put it on his record player.

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By *uriousscouserWoman
over a year ago

Wirral


"One of my friends bought me a bottle of Avon soft pink bubble bath. As soon as I smelled it I remembered staying at an aunty's house when I was in primary school. I got covered in brick dust when a ceiling collapsed in our house so I was shipped to my aunty's while it was repaired. She marched me straight to the bath and I had huge mounds of Avon soft pink bubbles (a luxury, we didn't have anything nearly so luxurious at home), then gave me a gorgeous nightie to sleep in.

I can remember in the morning the sun turning everything pale greeny-yellow as it shone through the gold damask curtains.

It's such a clear memory, the luxury of bubble bath...

Oh I love that. Scent is so evocative of memories. Every time I smell the small pink flowering currant shrub at the end of our road it takes me straight back to the house I grew up in as the tree I loved to climb was behind the same plant and the scent of the flowers as I pushed past them to get to my tree is so strongly with me! "

It's so lovely that you have some so close, that you get to smell it regularly!

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By *wist my nipplesCouple
over a year ago

North East Scotland, mostly


"One of my friends bought me a bottle of Avon soft pink bubble bath. As soon as I smelled it I remembered staying at an aunty's house when I was in primary school. I got covered in brick dust when a ceiling collapsed in our house so I was shipped to my aunty's while it was repaired. She marched me straight to the bath and I had huge mounds of Avon soft pink bubbles (a luxury, we didn't have anything nearly so luxurious at home), then gave me a gorgeous nightie to sleep in.

I can remember in the morning the sun turning everything pale greeny-yellow as it shone through the gold damask curtains.

It's such a clear memory, the luxury of bubble bath...

Oh I love that. Scent is so evocative of memories. Every time I smell the small pink flowering currant shrub at the end of our road it takes me straight back to the house I grew up in as the tree I loved to climb was behind the same plant and the scent of the flowers as I pushed past them to get to my tree is so strongly with me! "

Oh, flowering currant is one of mine too! Reminds me of my childhood garden. Smells are very evocative for me: the salty fishy smell of standing on a pier when on holiday; train brakes from long distance trips; the very strong aftershave of the man who came to fix the washing machine.

Mrs TMN x

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By *edHeadedFunWoman
over a year ago

Didsbury

I have so many, very thankful and lucky.

One of my favourites is in the spring/summer my mum would come home during her lunch hour once a week on a hot day and make ice cream sodas for all the kids on the street. Well for the weeks we were in the UK that is, a lot of our school holidays were spent in Ireland with family.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Bear in mind my memory was in the early 90s so far safety might have been a little less of a concern.

I come from Sheffield, and quite often my favourite auntie and uncle would make the impulsive decision to take whoever wanted to come out of their four kids - 15 years older, 13 years older, 11 years older and 9 years older than me respectively - and me, as I was normally there as they had me a lot, to Cleethorpes on a sunny day. But because there were so many of us and they had a big boot, that's where I would end up! I loved look through all the windows in the car home looking at all the stars and lights in the distance.

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By *stella OP   Woman
over a year ago

London


"I have so many, very thankful and lucky.

One of my favourites is in the spring/summer my mum would come home during her lunch hour once a week on a hot day and make ice cream sodas for all the kids on the street. Well for the weeks we were in the UK that is, a lot of our school holidays were spent in Ireland with family. "

As in ice cream and ? My mum would make floats like this! Oh joy of joys!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Getting my Raleigh Strika on Christmas morning in about 1981...was snowing and was a great Christmas

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Yeah, days with my mum when my brother's were at school, trips to an actual old fashioned sweet where they'd weigh out the sweets and eating nasty plain crisps with little blue salt packets in the local park - really miss my mum!

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By *uriousscouserWoman
over a year ago

Wirral


"Yeah, days with my mum when my brother's were at school, trips to an actual old fashioned sweet where they'd weigh out the sweets and eating nasty plain crisps with little blue salt packets in the local park - really miss my mum! "

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Yeah, days with my mum when my brother's were at school, trips to an actual old fashioned sweet where they'd weigh out the sweets and eating nasty plain crisps with little blue salt packets in the local park - really miss my mum! "

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By *edHeadedFunWoman
over a year ago

Didsbury


"I have so many, very thankful and lucky.

One of my favourites is in the spring/summer my mum would come home during her lunch hour once a week on a hot day and make ice cream sodas for all the kids on the street. Well for the weeks we were in the UK that is, a lot of our school holidays were spent in Ireland with family.

As in ice cream and ? My mum would make floats like this! Oh joy of joys!"

Yes or any soda from the pop man we had in.

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By *oreno0969Man
over a year ago

Rugby

i always remember driving around with my auntie in her white VW golf clipper with any dream will do from jason and his amazing technicolour dreamcoat on loud with us both singing along and the roof down. Always makes me smile everytime i think of it

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