Away with the fairies?

The weekend's celebrations of VE Day reminded me of one of the mysteries of my life, and that is that I have no recollection whatever of that day.  Now I would have been 7 coming up 8, and I have quite distinct memories of the war itself - so why do I not remember what was obviously a momentous day?  My wife, who was barely 4 at the time, remembered it vividly - the street parties, the bunting, the music and dancing. It really is a puzzle, and of course the problem is that there is nobody left to ask who might have been able to throw some light on it.  Strange...