I've really had to think about this one. At first nothing sprang to mind but on further reflection I remembered asking my Mum an awkward question when I was about 4 or 5. I may even have been younger than that. We were on a surf camp that my Dad used to organise in North Devon and Mum and I were in the shower block. I spotted what must have been a sanitary product or condom machine and asked what it was for. Her reply? The immortal - "I'll tell you when you're older." At the time I honestly thought I'd hold her to it but I obviously forgot. Until now. And by now, I think I know the answer...
As I couldn't recall anything much I asked both Mum and Dad if they remembered me ever putting them on the spot. Dad thought the very concept was highly amusing. He said, and I quote, "You were not the sort of child who would have been content with being fobbed off with 'I'll tell you when you're older'. No chance." I take that as something of a compliment. My Mum said that I had "an enquiring mind." I take that to mean I was a pestering sort of sprog that probably never shut up.
I did one of those learning style tests recently and discovered that I'm a pragmatist. That means I like to ask questions to help me understand things - I like to know the how, what and why of the thing. So, I can well believe that once I had a question in mind as a kid I would have badgered on until I felt my query had been satisfied from every possible angle. So thanks Mum and Dad for providing me with answers. It either means that I learnt many things earlier than other people, or I was fed a truckload of cobblers and may now be incorrect in believing the earth to flat and the sky to be blue because Winnie The Pooh painted it so.....
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