Danny, given the choice between reading your own personal memories of those turbulent times and the official record, whether written at the time by yourself or others (such as MPN11 ;-), I'll take your flawed, fallible, and all too human account every time.
When I was 6 I had to walk my younger brother, then 3, to his playgroup before retracing my steps and then heading off further for my own school. That daily hike is etched into my memory, especially because of the then hard winter. I have revisited that journey as an adult. It has shrunk considerably, but the important thing is the impression it made on me then, and as I therefore remembered it.
As you say, we remember what was important to us, not a complete chronological account. I would suggest that is the point of this thread. What was it like to be there in those dangerous and turbulent times? So, Danny42C rather than F540 any day of the week for me!