For last month’s Art Club 'Reminisce' theme I started to think back to
my earliest memories as a child. I have
two very vivid memories from when my family lived in Union Street, Greenock in
Scotland. I don’t know how old I was,
but I was able to walk about and I can remember my line of vision being quite
low down, so I must have been quite little.
The first memory relates to the image of the fish.
Dad had been fishing and had brought home a big dead fish, it was night time and
the lights were on in the kitchen. He
lifted me up on the side of the kitchen bench and I began examining the dead
fish. To my surprise dad lifted out the
eye of the fish and pretended to eat it, yuck!
I remember that I started squirming and squealing and then there was lots
of laughter because of my reaction.
The second memory relates to the key. Two policemen came to the front door one day
enquiring about a young woman who had been murdered in the local area. I remember peering through the legs of my
parents and feeling a bit scared of the men in uniform. Mum and dad said they didn’t know anything
but the told the police about a key they had found when they were gardening a
few days earlier. I remember my parents
giving them the key and that was the end of the conversation. Keys have interested me ever since.
I was telling my parents about these memories
recently and mum told me that the case of the dead girl has still not been
resolved. It was strange having the
conversation with my parents about my earliest memories as neither of them
remembered the fish, and they said they only vaguely remembered the police
coming to the front door.
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