My earliest memories

These are obviously very vague but I think they are true because when I recounted them to my mother in later years, she said I was probably right. So here goes:

1. It is dark and I am outside in my pram. There are bright lights and fire crackling but I am OK. My mother says it was the street bonfire party for VE Day so that makes me just less than one year old. She said she pushed the pram into someone's garden.

2. It is dark but I can see the glow of the fire. I am wet and uncomfortable but no one is around. My mom says that would have been the cast iron cooking range and maybe my nappy was wet.

I can see these faint images even now.