My earliest political memory is hearing that JFK had been shot on our old radio and running to tell my mom. I was 5 at the time.

Several things come to mind. I’m not entirely clear about the age – but they’re all around 7 to 9 years old, so mid to late 1970s. One is my […]

Only after reflecting on your request did I realise that my earliest ‘political’ memories are all related to gender. May I share two ‘proto-political’ memories and one which I would […]

Mine is walking with my parents near our apt. in NYC and joining a crowd on 8th street and 6th avenue to listen to Bella Abzug give a campaign speech […]

The winter of discontent, there was rubbish on the street corners and no electricity. Our house has to back wall (building work halted by the snow). Mum talked about people […]

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 […]