Other people may remember nannies and traumas from their early life. My first memories are of fragments of films in cinemas that no longer exist. Broken Lance at the Astoria, Finsbury Park, numerous movies at the Odeon Highgate, of which the red metal '0' in my parents' dining room is all that survives. I was given nightmares by the flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz and by the wicked queen in Snow White (I don't believe
Woody Allen in Annie Hall when he says he fell in love with her as a child - that's an adult response). And at the age of four I decided I disliked
Jerry Lewis and I have seen no reason to change my mind since.
