As a child living in London I was fascinated by trains, buses and tubes. The buses were rumbling red monsters that dominated the city streets and I loved riding on the top deck looking down on all the cars and people- my dad would always take us up to the top deck anyway, because he wanted to smoke a cigarrette- this was the 70s, remember!
Anyway, the memory I have is of being desperate to go on the silver double decker, and being astounded by the fact that it had carpets! And why was there a silver double decker bus with carpets? Where was it going? I asked my mother years later, and she told me it was when there were celebrations for the Queen's silver jubillee, in the summer of 1977, when I was less than two years old. So there you have a typically British, happy first memory of a public event.
Some recurrent memories I have from my childhood are Friday nights. Instead of having dinner at the living room, my family were united in the lounge, watching Tv (normally the quiz "1,2,3"). Also we ate special food, as hamburguers or other luxury meals. It was always a special time, very important for us to enjoy the warmth of our family.
ResponderEliminarThere were other special moments on the weekends. I was lucky to live in some kind of urbanization, where we had a large playyard. On saturdays, after lunch, me and my friends played for a couple hours, then, at half past six, everyone came back home to watch weekly series as The A-Team or V, and then, returned to the playyard to continue our games and to comment the episode. Delicious routines¡¡¡