A TV commercial, some kind of PSA: “I’m Jimmy Carter. I’m your new president.”

Mine is: “Maggie Thatcher, milk snatcher!” I remember going to nursery school when I was older and being surprised there was still milk. Round about that time was also the […]

My mother watching Nixon with the sound turned off…on a black and white TV… she said something to the effect of ‘that man is a liar’.

Watergate, as reported (it seemed, incessantly) in the UK media. I was 8 years old when the phenomenon began. I have a particularly vivid memory of a (British) political cartoon […]

Along with loving polling days because it meant a day off school, my first real memory of a political story was the disappearance of John Stonehouse in 1974. I was […]

Η πρώτη μου πολιτική μνήμη είναι η εξής: όταν ήμουν στην πρώτη δημοτικού η αδερφή μου πήγε στο κατηχητικό και της άρεσε πολύ (τους μοίραζαν σοκολάτες και καραμέλες και έλεγαν […]

I was raised by rather unpolitical parents; politics hardly were a topic at the dinner table. My earliest political memory is the fall of the German wall when I was […]

My earliest political memory, though very distant and somewhat undefined, is the civil war in Yugoslavia when I was 7-8 years old and the eventual breakup of the country. I […]

Collecting baked beans and nappies outside Chelmsford sainsburys for striking Kent miners. Some of those miners lived with us when they were on trial after the strike ended. Terry French was […]

I have two early political memories. I think what stands out for me is why they still resonate and the significance of the place/time that the memories evoke. The first, […]