Yes, it's hard to tell what you actually remember and what you remember remembering so to speak. I have a few memories I really know are memories - me getting lost on the high street because I held the wrong lady's skirt, looking up and screaming - people were just legs to me - but some I think are just from retelling anecdotes or photos. I have another of being on my mother's lap - I must have been quite little, as I remember resting my head on her breasts. But others I'm not so sure of.

The garden gnome would have almost been as big as you, wouldn't it?