{"id":20940,"date":"2012-10-01T11:33:21","date_gmt":"2012-10-01T10:33:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stg-blogs.bmj.com\/bmj\/?p=20940"},"modified":"2012-10-01T11:33:21","modified_gmt":"2012-10-01T10:33:21","slug":"david-payne-the-boy-who-cant-forget","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stg-blogs.bmj.com\/bmj\/2012\/10\/01\/david-payne-the-boy-who-cant-forget\/","title":{"rendered":"David Payne: The boy who can&#8217;t forget"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.bmj.com\/site\/blog\/icons\/davidpayne.jpg\" alt=\"David Payne\" width=\"160\" height=\"110\" align=\"left\" \/>I have a good memory. Actually I&#8217;m being modest. I have an amazing memory, according to friends and family. 29 June 1974. A Saturday. I was eight. We went on holiday to Hopton-on-Sea. 1 September 1977, a Thursday. My first day at secondary school. There was a girl in my class called Sarah Lowe. She was 12 that day, the oldest child in our year.<\/p>\n<p>If I met Sarah now I&#8217;d tell her I still remembered her birthday, despite having almost nothing to do with her after that first day at school. On second thoughts, probably not. She might find that a bit freaky. Or flattering. I don&#8217;t know. <!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Aurelien Hayman would understand my situation. In <a href=\"http:\/\/www.channel4.com\/programmes\/the-boy-who-cant-forget\/episode-guide\/series-1\/episode-1\"><em>The Boy Who Can&#8217;t Forget<\/em><\/a>, shown in the UK on Channel 4 last week, the 20 year old Durham University student recounted a date, the day of the week it fell on, what he ate on that day, what the weather was like, along with snippets from that day&#8217;s news.<\/p>\n<p>When Hayman\u2019s brain was scanned by Professor Giuliana Mazzoni, Head of Psychology at Hull University, he was prompted to remember a series of dates. When he did this, a series of &#8220;visual areas&#8221; lit up, she found.<\/p>\n<p>Aurelien is studying English literature (so did I). I wonder if, like me, he&#8217;ll become a journalist, where being able to recall facts and figures while interviewing an evasive politician is a great skill to have.<\/p>\n<p>It also comes in useful when a colleague asks when we ran a particular print issue cover, or the last time we covered a particular topic, although the internet means I&#8217;m now asked a lot less frequently.<\/p>\n<p>I have a<em> BMJ<\/em> colleague with a similarly good memory. Like me, he&#8217;s gay. So is Aurelian. So is <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Daniel_Tammet\">David Tammet<\/a>, who has written about living with <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/High-functioning_autism\">high-functioning autism<\/a> and appeared twice in the World Memory Championship. Someone posted a comment in response to the <em>Daily Telegraph<\/em> review of the programme if anyone has explored a link between homosexuality and hyperthymesia (a highly superior autobiographical memory). Then he worried if he sounded homophobic.<\/p>\n<p>A second response to the <em>Telegraph<\/em> review said the ability to recall events in the way Aurelien does is of limited use because an effective memory is surely one that &#8220;sorts wheat from chaff.&#8221; A third puts it more bluntly: &#8220;Surely normal brains dump trivial information on purpose so that we can focus on remembering important things.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Also, is Aurelien&#8217;s &#8220;gift&#8221; a blessing or a curse? One <a href=\"http:\/\/www.dailymail.co.uk\/news\/article-2207642\/The-boy-forget-Student-remember-did-ate-wore-day-decade.html#ixzz27mRqMk5k\"><em>Daily Mail<\/em> reader<\/a> responded to his story thus: &#8220;I&#8217;m lucky. I have a bad memory. People with good memories are usually depressed. I, on the other hand, forget most of the bad things, in a short time, that have happened to me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Jill Price, an American schools administrator in her 40s, was the first person to be diagnosed with <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Hyperthymesia\">hyperthymesia<\/a>. She also appeared in the documentary.<\/p>\n<p>But unlike Aurelien, Jill came across as a troubled soul. She dwells on unpleasant episodes from her past, appeared mistrustful of people, and now shuns media attention after New York cognitive psychologist <a href=\"http:\/\/www.psych.nyu.edu\/gary\/\">Gary Marcus<\/a> claimed in Wired magazine that she was obsessed with her past (unlike Aurelien, Jill keeps a diary). Marcus had likened her brain to someone who had obsessive compulsive disorder.<\/p>\n<p>I do have sympathy with a respondent on another online forum, who says: &#8220;It gets embarrassing as you start chatting too friendly to someone you only met once months before.&#8221;\u00a0 I often try and rein myself in when I hear myself doing this.<\/p>\n<p>Aurelien&#8217;s only awkward moment in the film was when he suddenly asked the camera to stop filming him as he listed past winners of Channel 4&#8217;s Big Brother series. The reason wasn&#8217;t clear. Did he worry he wasn&#8217;t being taken seriously? Perhaps he was concerned the film may be edited to imply he&#8217;d memorised the winners recently.<\/p>\n<p>Will Aurelien&#8217;s amazing memory fade? Mine certainly has as I&#8217;ve reached my 40s, and even at its peak was not as good as his is now. I used to worry slightly that I was &#8220;burning up&#8221; memory at too fast a pace, and dementia would strike early.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m finishing this blog in a hotel room in Washington DC, where I&#8217;m attending a conference, which starts later today. It&#8217;s my third time in the city and with a few hours to spare I&#8217;m wondering how to spend the free time I have. But I&#8217;m reluctant to revisit the museums because I remember them so vividly from before. That would be a waste of time. If my memory were poorer, I wouldn&#8217;t have that worry.<\/p>\n<p>But I do need to go to the shops, because I forgot to pack my socks.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>David Payne<\/strong> is editor, bmj.com<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have a good memory. Actually I&#8217;m being modest. I have an amazing memory, according to friends and family. 29 June 1974. A Saturday. I was eight. We went on holiday to Hopton-on-Sea. 1 September 1977, a Thursday. 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