Random memories from yesteryear - Got any?

Bretrick

Bretrick

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Perth Western Australia
At a barbeque, someone peed in my beer (unbeknownst to me) and I drank some.
I tried to eat an acorn and it was very bitter.
On a school trip to the snowfields I was on a toboggan and smashed into the teachers below.
Almost drowned at Twilight Beach in Esperance when taken out by a rip tide.
I remember looking out the passenger window of a car I was in going straight ahead, - Sideways - waiting for the car to flip.
Being unable to move whilst scaling this mountain. My body froze for 20 minutes. Eventually I was able to descend.
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Born in a British seaport - got a steady career in the NHS and finished up in Oz in the middle of what was once a 60 acre cattle forest now reduced to 8 acres for me ; surrounded by the majestic boab trees and always in ever danger of fires - it's peaceful and the local health care org comes and picks me up for various functions including weekly shopping but they will never take me to the off-license to buy a bottle or too! - my pig dog shares my granny flat - no grannies so far??
 
I was kidnapped from the street by an unknown woman when I was 2 years old... and then left at midnight drugged asleep in the middle of the road, where I was found by a Bus driver on his way back to the depot...Thank god back in the day we didn't have the traffic we have today..

When I was about 11 or 12.. the Queen came to where we lived, and opened a club or something.. I was close enough to touch her... but I was more amazed at the size of her HUGE shiny Claret Rolls Royce with the top down... it was the biggest car I'd ever seen.. she was beautiful all dressed in lemon.... not the actual picture... same car same colours

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I have a head full of memories. I'm known in my family as the one who remembers everything about the family past (now, if I could just apply that to where my glasses are or where I put down the car keys.....).

The Spousal Equivalent, on the other hand, claims to remember very little about his childhood. He says it wasn't traumatic or anything, but he says he can't remember much. I'll ask questions and his answer almost always is, "I don't remember..." I can't decide whether he truly can't remember, has blocked it out, or if he can remember and doesn't want to talk about it.
 
I've written about the remote logging camp high in the Cascade Mountains where I spent my youth. One summer a major forest fire was burning very close to camp and the Company decided to evacuate the few children who lived up there.

The only way in or out of the camp was by rail, riding on gas fueled contraptions we called "Speeders". We were rounded up and accompanied by a few mothers and two loggers scooted off for the lower camp.

At a point we had to cross a high wooden trestle that was adjacent to the fire. The men stopped the speeder to inspect the trestle and found some of the lower logs were on fire. They tied water soaked rags to our faces to deal with the thick smoke and then we dashed across to the other side and made it out of the active fire zone.

The Company sent a fire crew up the line and were able to save the trestle although some repair was needed.
 

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