mine is visiting a posh house in yorkshire, manicured lawns, big gardens, massive house, outbuildings!!! a kids ideal playground, i was about 3-4 with my dad, i found a dead bird on the grass and started playing with it, we left soon after that,

i found in later years that it was my mothers parents house and they had not seen me in years, neither had my mother, i have never been back there and have not seen either my mother or her parents for 30 years now

it is painfull sometimes to remember this memory