I had a very happy childhood so it’s difficult to choose a specific memory. The time before I went to school (I never went to pre-school/crèche) we stayed with my Grandmother in Benoni, South Africa. That was also next door to 3 of my cousins. So it was me and my brother (the older siblings were out of the house and in the army respectively), and then 3 cousins constantly playing as soon as they got out of school. I used to wait for them to come home from school, and then we’d play until it was time to go to bed. I’m not sure how happy they were with a much younger kid hanging out with them, but I loved it. I can remember there was a gate between the houses, but we never used it, we always used a ladder to climb over the wall.
That was also the first time (and last time) I saw proper snow. That was in 1981 when I was 4 years old. I can remember building a snow man, and we build small houses. Then we had a snowball fight, and one of the cousins threw snow down the back of my shirt, which meant I was wet in the snow. My Mom then took me inside and wrapped me all warm and gave me soup to warm me up. Last year (2012) it snowed again, but where I stayed you could see the snow on your clothes, and there was a bit of snow on the grass, but not enough to cover it.
In that same time period I can also remember driving with my parents to go and look at the Christmas lights, and going to the circus. Oh, and I almost forgot, I also drove my brothers Mini in the yard. I can’t imagine letting my 4 year old drive a car.