You learn something new every day

Isn’t it funny how your memory plays tricks on you. I cooked dinner at Matt’s last night and Aimee came along too with a friend.

I mentioned a discussion Aimee and I had years ago about slugs.  It was a surreal conversation that was about how a giant slug would go about eating her.  We decided that when the slug had finished he would spit out the buckles from her sandals because they were the only inorganic thing she had on.

The fact that Aimee was wearing sandals at the time shows how long ago the conversation took place.

When I brought this up last night Aimee remembered the conversation immediately (and not because she had been having nightmares about it ever since). She said that she had been talking to a friend about it just last week.

Now this is the point where i explain what i mean about your memory playing tricks. When we were discussing this conversation I had a clear memory about when and where it took place. I remember Aimee wearing a Gingham school dress and holding my hand as we walked to school in the sunshine. My memory places us in Sturdee avenue in Gillingham, walking along to Barnsole school. The memory was a as clear as anything, one of those memories where you can even feel the sun on your face. And remember the sheer happiness of the time.

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When i thought about it later I realised it couldn’t have been then. Aimee only went to Barnsole school for a couple of weeks just before we moved to Southampton.

When I think about it again I do remember it being in Glenfield avenue but I just can’t be sure any more. Maybe Aimee will remind me one day.

And back to the subject of the post, and the image. When we had our discussion years ago we both agreed that we didn’t want her to get eaten by an orange slug because we didn’t like orange slugs. Aimee told me last night that they are called Banana Slugs. Well there you go. I didn’t know that before.