What was your first memory?

I wish it was a catholic priest ... it was big voodoo motherfucker

 

I have a couple of early memories aged 3 when my grandparents looked after me when mother was at work:

Threw a clod of earth at the cat which was sat on the shed windowsill, the cat jumped out of the way and I smashed the window.
Swung the cat round by it's back legs - it shat on me.

I get on better with cats these days.

 

I hate cats.

 

My first memory was one I want to forget.

 

This definitely involves a priest.

 

Or a member of the British elite maybe.