13. What is your earliest memory
It was only the other day that I was telling my housemate that I don’t actually really remember things before I was at least ten years old… first hand that is. Whenever I get the chance, I watch the “baby videos” as I call them, so what is my memory and what is a memory remembered through a video camera is hard to define nowadays. This is combined with the fact that, now working on a weekly publication, I am unable to even recall what I’d written about the previous week…
#343: Was there a toy or thing you always wanted as a child, during the holidays or on your birthday, but never received? Tell us about it.
This sounds very similar to my Bittersweet memories post from back in May, where I went back quite a few years to discuss the Super Sticker Factory and Mr. Frosty I never received as a child (bad times!). I can’t actually think of anything else I desperately (at that age) wanted aside from those two – I do remember, however, having a Furby (now I can see the error of my ways), a Doodle Bear (which I don’t think I actually doodled on!), a Baby All Gone (I was surprised every time she ate the cherries!) and of course, who didn’t have a Tamagotchi of some kind as a kid?! I had a dalmatian one which lived for years, forever waking me up in the middle of the night as it was hungry… pesky thing!
#255: What was your favourite plaything as a child? Do you see any connection between your life now, and your favourite childhood toy?
Sadly to admit, I don’t remember having a favourite plaything. I remember as a really tiny toddler not being able to go anywhere without my fluffy toy lamb (which then got renamed ‘flat lamb’ as I used to cuddle it so much that, you’ve guessed it, it went as flat as a pancake!), but that was about it. I’m sure my mum would know if I had a favourite plaything growing up though.
And yes, to answer your burning question, I do still have my beloved flat lamb!
#92 Describe an item you were incredible attached to as a child. What became of it?
Hmmm… I’m going to guess that it was my small plush lamb toy, which is now referred to as ‘flat lamb’, because of how much I loved it. I can’t actually remember carrying it about all the time or who even gave it to me, as it was before I was five, but I used to cuddle it whilst I slept… which sort of explains its flatness! He is now safely in my memory box under my bed… he doesn’t take up much space!