How far back can you remember?
I actually find people's answers to this fascinating. If you sit down and think about it, what is your first memory of your life?
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I am crawling along a white passageway on cream tiles, with light coming through Venetian blinds over French doors on one side.
Ahead is the bedroom of my mother, and I can see her sitting at her dressing-table applying make-up to her face.
When I reach her, I use her chair to pull myself upright
and ask questions about her lipstick and perfume.
I am mezmerised by them.
What's yours?
Ahead is the bedroom of my mother, and I can see her sitting at her dressing-table applying make-up to her face.
When I reach her, I use her chair to pull myself upright
and ask questions about her lipstick and perfume.
I am mezmerised by them.
What's yours?