A childhood belief about places

My father, trying to explain maps to me, aged six, showed me Australia and said,"That's where we live". It didn't look much like our house, but adults have funny ways of representing things. But I thought I had it all worked out, and triumphantly said, "And that's where Leonie lives!", pointing to New Guinea, just to the north (Leonie was my friend who lived across the road). Dad patiently explained that it was New Guinea, but I knew that we had lived in New Guinea when I was smaller, and that I had never lived in Leonie's house, so put the whole conversation down to overactive adult imagination.