All we really are is a collection of memories. Some good, some bad. We collect them from the moment we are born, they shape our lives. Every thing you see, say and do is stored somewhere deep inside your brain. Two people can be at the same event, the same place, but have completely different memories.
My earliest memory is from when I was on holiday at Hopton. The wheel fell off of my pushchair. I remember watching it go rolling past. I have many fond memories from holidays there (we went several years running). I also have some bad memories that were unlocked during my hypnosis therapy.
The last holiday I went on with my parents was to Newquay in Cornwall. We stayed in a flat next to a group of lads on a stag do. They knew how to party!!
I have happy memories of going to air shows with my dad, grandad and brother. I hated the journeys there though because I was usually travel sick.
My teenage years were spent on skateboards and then motorbikes. I think I am possibly the only person to fall backwards into a ditch when on a motorbike. Myself and a couple of friends used to ride out to Wattisham air base to watch the planes take off and land. We had a spot that we used frequently. On night there wasn’t much flying so we decided to leave. I was sitting on my bike and started to move backwards to turn around. The next thing I knew, I’m 6 foot down in a ditch with my headlight facing the sky. None of us knew there was a ditch there. I was laughing so much I couldn’t get the bike out.
One of my favourite places in this country to visit is London. I went 3 times last year. I rode down on my motorbike just a couple of weeks after passing my test. It was great to ride all around the city although I did end up with a fine for apparently using a bus lane. On another visit I went on the London Eye. This was a massive achievement for me because I’m scared of heights.
You make memories every day of your life. I will share some more another time once I have spoken to my lawyer.