Brought up in an ordinary terraced house. Stairs, on the left as you went in the front door, took a 90 degree turn to the right at the top. Front door was... You know the normal internal panel type? The long panels were semi-opaque / patterned / whatever glass.

I have a very vivid memory of looking down into the hall from behind a baby gate that was placed at the top of the straight part of the stairs i.e. before the turn to the right. It is a bright sunny day, the sunlight is shining through the glass, illuminating dust motes swirling slowly in the air. I would have been... Probably not at the walking stage. I mentioned this to Mum some years ago; she told me that she didn't recall there ever being a baby gate in that position. I cannot now recall whether she said there was never a baby gate at all. To me, it's a very vivid scene. How sure can you be of memory?

The next memory, I think, is of being on holiday in one of those fixed caravan parks (I believe it was Hunstanton way, N.Norfolk), with Dad sat on the steps up. I would have been 3, I think. I was allowed a puff of his pipe, and a sip of his pint. Urgh! It was a nice idea, Dad, but it didn't work long term. I like my beer far too much these days (if such a thing is possible)!