I remember the first time I smelled B.O. was at a cross-country meet. But it wasn't unpleasant, in a strange way. That's what you got when you worked hard.

I can still remember the first time I heard Tori Amos. It was the fall of 1993, and I was in the back of a colossal '79 Lincoln Coupe Mark V, embarking on some otherwise forgettable road trip somewhere in the Deep South.

I remember the first time I had sex - I kept the receipt.

I'm so lucky to have worked with Burt Lancaster, who I remember was one of the first people I'd heard swearing in a really interesting way.

In the 1950s, as food rationing ended, I remember a plentiful supply of sweets for the first time.

The first time I remember really being excited about a book was 'The Count of Monte Cristo.'