Do you remember odd details from long ago?

When I was in the choir in grammar school we learned to sing the Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear. For some reason this afternoon it came into my head and I have been singing it for the past hour . I could remember most of it but had to check up on the bit about eating with a runciple spoon. Whatever one of those is 😂

Allira,
Just asked Chat GPT and it thinks Flete House is a likely one generally. But it said there was a Royal Naval Hospital at Stonehouse in Plymouth that could be used by naval personnel - so my father would have been entitled to have his wife use that one and, knowing my mother (as she was the one "military" minded more than he was) = I think it might well have been that one.

She would only go out with military people and he would have come out years before his daughter (me) got to teenage if it hadnt been for her.

Allira

CariadAgain

Considering my memories are pretty non-existent until mid-teenage I remembered the hospital my mother had me in back in the 1950s - ie Derriford in Plymouth (was wondering whether I could ask the hospital what time I was born - for horoscope purposes - but I don't suppose they've kept those records all these years).

I remember the first time I realised my mother was an awful cook and I must have been about 5 years old when mince was part of the meal she gave me and my reaction to it was "It's awful....I've got a bad cook for a mother....I'll have to eat it though #sighs".

It won't have been Derriford Hospital, CarisdAgain as it wasn't built in the 1950s.

Could it have been Freedom Fields Hospital? Or Greenbank Hospital?

For a while Flete House was used as a maternity hospital after wartime bombings rendered some hospitals unusable. It closed in 1958. I only knew about that because MIL told me, she had her second child there.

Could have sworn my mother told me it was Derriford Hospital. I looked at the photos and thought "It looks like it was built in the 1950s". Maybe it was something else she was referring to then?

I know she certainly had me in hospital and it was Plymouth. My mother being my mother - I recall her comment of "There was two wards that they put women in then - and they obviously sorted you out as to which one you belonged in - as they put me in the correct one for me". LOL - by which, knowing my mother as I did, she meant "They put the 'rougher' women in the other ward...".

I knew what my mother was like in that respect...

So I remember they put her in the ward she felt was appropriate for her. She was in for a week and no-one who knew me saw me for the first few days. She was always "real size 8"/tiny and I was her first child and she would never talk about things like that (having been brought up by a woman two generations older than her - her grandmother in the event as I realised). So she was too ill to see me, my great-grandmother didnt want to come and see me and my father was armed forces (so I imagine he was somewhere he couldnt come and see me). The other thing I remember is her telling me "You have the exact same birthmark as your father and it's at the exact same place" and so the doctors said to her "It's a million to one chance she (me) could be anyone else's other than your husbands". Guess I was doing my own little bit of making sure the staff didn't muddle me up with anyone else's baby whilst they were the ones having to look after me.....

Odd details are about the only things I do remember.
My memory is shocking.

Sometimes memories will come into my head for no reason. I will end up thinking about my schooldays or people I used to know way back.

CariadAgain

Considering my memories are pretty non-existent until mid-teenage I remembered the hospital my mother had me in back in the 1950s - ie Derriford in Plymouth (was wondering whether I could ask the hospital what time I was born - for horoscope purposes - but I don't suppose they've kept those records all these years).

I remember the first time I realised my mother was an awful cook and I must have been about 5 years old when mince was part of the meal she gave me and my reaction to it was "It's awful....I've got a bad cook for a mother....I'll have to eat it though #sighs".

It won't have been Derriford Hospital, CarisdAgain as it wasn't built in the 1950s.

Could it have been Freedom Fields Hospital? Or Greenbank Hospital?

For a while Flete House was used as a maternity hospital after wartime bombings rendered some hospitals unusable. It closed in 1958. I only knew about that because MIL told me, she had her second child there.

Considering my memories are pretty non-existent until mid-teenage I remembered the hospital my mother had me in back in the 1950s - ie Derriford in Plymouth (was wondering whether I could ask the hospital what time I was born - for horoscope purposes - but I don't suppose they've kept those records all these years).

I remember the first time I realised my mother was an awful cook and I must have been about 5 years old when mince was part of the meal she gave me and my reaction to it was "It's awful....I've got a bad cook for a mother....I'll have to eat it though #sighs".

Oh yes. Was trying to remember the name of neighbours of ours 50+ years ago the other night. Was Hickey. But took forever to get there.

Oh! Yes. Usually in then middle of the night and then I can’t sleep.