Two of my grandchildren had Monster High dolls a few years ago. I called them voodoo dolls, they were hideous.
Now youngest grandchild has got a ghastly scary object like a mutant from a cartoon, with gigantic head and eyes like saucers, all in technicolour. It’s supposed to be a baby, cries and has a dummy to turn it off.
Where are the lovely baby dolls of yesteryear and why are children attracted to these perversions?
Good Morning Saturday 20th April 2024