As I lie here in a pub, (don’t worry – I’m not utterly plastered/car-parked/Brandybucked/drunk, I just happen to be spending the night in the pub that my Uncle owns… What strange situations I find myself in) trying to get to asleep despite the blasting music playing right underneath me, I can’t help but think of one of my childhood memories from when I was — well, a child!
Not that it really has much to do with a pub, but I have a feeling it did involve my Mum consuming a rather excessive amount of alcohol. I must’ve been about 5 or 6, and my Mum was being all loud and obnoxious, as you’d expect. Except, at this point, she wasn’t even drunk… When she finally DID get drunk, she was even more obnoxious than usual. What I distinctly remember, is her picking me up, laughing and cooing (in a drunken manner; the effect is rather terrifying in all honesty), spinning me round in her arms, before chucking me up and down. Being her slightly intoxicated self, she cleverly managed to chuck me into the ceiling… Can’t say I really remember anything after that incident, and have therefore placed all the blame for my failures on that fatal day.
So, my question to whoever actually reads these blogs, is: can any of you tell me your most memorable/horrific (your choice which) childhood memory in the comments? I think it would be very interesting to hear the wide range of memories!