Oh definitely.
My earliest memories are around 18 months, just pre my sister being born (they may be earlier than that even but certainly aren't later).
One is of visiting my Grandma in a hospice/nursing home type thing, she was dying, we took her a tin of biscuits and i wasn't allowed a pink wafer. We saw a 'steam' roller (not steam) on the way there.
Another is of climbing down the steps from our kitchen, to our garage (two steps) backwards on my hands and knees and the muddy light green cupboard doors in the kitchen, a horrible shade of green v popular in the 60s/70s (this would have been 80/81).
Christmasses - tree with twinkly lights up in friends living room, huge acreage of presents as they had 9 kids, we only spent one christmas there, 1983.
Play school in the cricket club buildings, weak orange squash and NICE or Morning Coffee biscuits - that must have been 82ish.
Santa visiting and giving out sweets at nursery, I recall two of those so that would be 83/84 as i went to a totally different primary in a different village in 85. I remember quite a lot from there, kid with an awful snotty nose that made me gag and retch, awful dinners despite being sent in with a packed lunch, they'd still serve me vile battered fish and dried up liver. Going home with friends for tea.
Christmas at primary was lovely, on the last day the dinner ladies would have us sing a song and then we'd all get a massive (to me) bag of sweets of the kind I absolutely was not allowed any other time of the year. We'd stay a bit late at school and have a christmas tea as well, all in our class rooms, tables laid out in a loop round the room.
Christmas in our cottage in wales, various friends would be there, we'd go up a mountain or for a long walk whilst the turkey cooked and someone would have an argument my dad would get drunk and throw up, I got my BMX the first year there which was 85, as we'd bought it in the summer of that year from friends.