Compared to today, like many of my generation, my toy stash was meagre. I had a few dolls, one lovely one, won in a church raffle, but not as many as the two sisters I played with, their house juxtaposed mine and I was able to get under my garden fence into their garden, invited I might add. Their house was a treasure trove, they had spent time in India and bought so many amazing things back, I did get bought lots of lovely books at birthday and Christmas. I've always loved reading, still do. I remember getting a set of Noddy books when I was about five with a coloured wooden bookshelf. Other books I remember as presents, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass, Wind in the Willows, The Water Babies, all with beautiful illustrations. I also remember getting roller skates, which were quite basic compared to the sophisticated in line skates my children had. My brother got things like Meccano , which he showed very little interest in and plastic plane kits that had to be glued together. I remember a toy box in the living room with coloured bricks in it, because we chucked them at each other when we got into fights. He had a toy wheelbarrow which I particularly remember because he went out into our garden and filled it up with conkers and brought them in and surreptitiously put them on a fire that we had in an open grate, my mother went mad because they exploded all round the room We both got jigsaws, and I got a skipping rope or two and fuzzy felt games. We shared a cumbersome looking 3 wheeled trike when we were very young, I remember he got a much better two wheeler than me, at a later stage that upset me at the time and he got a wrist watch that I coveted. My favourite board game was Monopoly which I got for Christmas one year, which didn't always do me a lot of good because I had meltdowns when we played it as a family and I found myself on a losing streak I also remember playing endlessly with paper dolls, loved those. When I was in junior school, there was a craze for "scraps" shiny pictures of things like cherubs and angels in packets bought in newsagents. This was very much a girls thing, taken into school in a book or two, placed between pages, we had swapping sessions during lunchtime breaks. When I was a little bit older, say 9, my brother and |I got a record player and my Dad bought me the first two Beatles albums, I was over the moon, one of my sons has them now. I always wanted a tent, but my mum improvised and created tents by arranging an old sheet over the washing line and pegging the ends into the ground.