Blasts From The Past, The Glo Worm

A series of posts about those memories that just won't get out of my head. I hope writing them down will help exorcise the demons...

One of my first memories is one that just won't leave me alone.

There used to be a chip shop on Tonbridge Road, Maidstone. I don't know if it's still there but I remember it used to be covered in brown tiles, and it was pretty small.

This must of been when I was only 3 or 4 and I had been taken to this chip shop by some old lady. I have very little idea of who she was (a mother of a boyfriend of my Mum?) but I still remember where she lived. Every time I drive by her road I crane my neck down it to see if I can see her house. Another Blast From The Past there!

Anyway... I was in possession of a hard plastic Glo Worm at the time and it was my favourite thing in the whole world. So good that I played with it on the ledge by the window while waiting for our chips.

Why does this moment stick in my head? Because I left the Glo Worm there. To this day if you put chips in front of me my concentration goes out the window...

I remember that losing that Glo Worm was as traumatic an experience as a 3 year old could have without the need for the authorities to get involved. And so every so often I find myself thinking about that Glo Worm and whatever did happen to it.

Strange really that 20 years later I still wonder about a toy I can only ever remember playing with on this one occasion. I like to tell myself that the Glo Worm was found by an adventuring toddler who took in on amazing journeys around the world before retiring to Spain. You never know...

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