Toys you remember from your childhood Christmas

My Aunt used to buy me a little basket with balls of wool and a dolly peg,hated it,but got one every year.
Loved everything else especially satsumas/nuts and mince pies.
And then there was the Queens speech followed by Elvis.

Oh, I remember having a little red piano made of wood Shinamae, and the paintboxes. I also had oil painting by numbers, remember one of Tower Bridge.
Then there was a little plastic carry cot with a zip up cover and a baby doll to go with it. My aunt always knitted me a jumper too.

Always a John Bull printing set.
Once a tiny sewing machine, it was quite useless and Milly Molly Mandy books, preceded I think with an odd shaped book, long and narrow about Mary Mouse.

I remember a paint box once - it came from Father Christmas. Yes, burnt umber and crimson lake, I’m sure someone will remember the others.

There was once a School Friend Pets Annual (1959?) which I loved, not from FC though, he usually only brought little things. Was so happy to find exactly the same in a 2nd hand bookshop some years ago.

We always had one of those squeaky blow things in our stockings, a tangerine, and a pink sugar mouse.

I do remember a toy post office - and of course the set of children’s stationery for the obligatory thank you letters!

A China doll, mum hand made all the beautiful clothes.

A dolls house my father made, I was so annoyed when he was in the attic for several evenings and I wasn’t allowed to join him, he was making the dolls house.

A pink witch bicycle.

I really wanted Tippy Tumbles and one night my brother told me to follow him, he showed me underneath Mum and Dad's bed and there were loads of toys hidden and there was a Tippy Tumbles, I was really excited but it spoilt it for me on Christmas day and I swore I'd never go snooping again.

Yes!! Mary Mouse books I remember those.

Noddy books of course, and a Chicks Own annual plus the Lucy Attwell.

Always a new doll. One year a lovely new dolls pram?

I was an incredibly lucky child. My father was the director of a massive department store in London. We'd go along on a Sunday and play real shops.

As for toys I tended to get everything I wanted. The only thing ever denied me was a real tiger cub.

I took that quite badly

Oh yes always a paint box, an annual usually Bunty or Judy, but the best thing was a kaleidoscope or a board with a star on it covered in holes which you put coloured beads into to make shapes.

A post office set, a typewriter and usually a painting by numbers set.

Elless

I really wanted Tippy Tumbles and one night my brother told me to follow him, he showed me underneath Mum and Dad's bed and there were loads of toys hidden and there was a Tippy Tumbles, I was really excited but it spoilt it for me on Christmas day and I swore I'd never go snooping again.

One year I found a lovely pink umbrella in my mums wardrobe and was so excited at the thought of getting it for Christmas. I was so disappointed not to find it among my presents - mum had bought it for my cousin! I never went snooping around again!

Anyone remember the magic painting books?

i remember getting a wooden cradle with a doll, even though my mum knew i hated dolls, i never played with it, always loved pencils and crayons, colouring in books, dot to dot and any books for reading (they did not have to be new). christmas came to an end when i turned 13 and had to help my mum set up the younger kids toys...wendy house and a train set, she gave me a couple of books and explained she ran out of money. i never enjoyed christmas after that, i always felt my gifts were an afterthought. i made a fuss with my son but when he grew up i never celebrated, this christmas i will be on my own ...my choice.

My favourite Christmas present came to me as a long parcel wrapped up in tissue paper. I unwound it and there was first a brown hair doll all dressed in a blue knitted outfit and then a blond doll all dressed in a pink knitted outfit. TWINS!! My darling mum had knitted all the outfits - including white vests and pants for both of them. I was so delighted and loved those dolls for years

I remember most of those from the early 70's.!
Some I had forgotten but remembered when I read your posts.
Great toys then. Paint by numbers, play doh sets, Christmas annual.

I loved the look and smell of a new packet of Plasticine, before the different colours got squidged together.

Alison Uttley's Snug and Serena books had lovely illustrations.

I was thrilled to wake up to a pair of red leather gnome-style slippers with little brass bells on the toes.... I wonder if the jingling got on my parents' nerves after a while.

Oh, Plasticene! That was in a stocking more than once. I loved the smell, too.

I remember getting a Triang scooter in the 1950s I also loved any kind of stationary and still do - I'm still a sucker for a new pack of crayons or paints. Also I loved the smoker's set with chocolate pipe and sweetie cigarettes. (.....I've never smoked!)

A red and cream coloured tea set is the first thing I can remember getting. I think I was about 3. It had everything and I loved it.

A Japanese doll in a silk kimono my father bought back from Japan, a blue paisley homemade drawstring bag with a homemade sewing kit inside my granny made for me. What a lovely thread, that takes me back.

I remember that as an under-five, I got some sort of squeezy bath foam as one of my presents every year. A soap on a rope too. Not at all exciting, but I still remember their smell.

There would also be a satsuma in the bottom of the pillow cases that Santa left our presents in.

When I was three, one of my presents was an umbrella. I remember it because that year, my older brother and I had woken up in the early hours of the morning and discovering that Santa had been (he delivered all our presents, whoever they were from!) we started to open them, and the umbrella was the only one I managed to open before my mother heard us and made us go back to bed.

The same year, I visited Santa's grotto, and he gave me some animal puzzles, each animal with just two or three pieces.
There were also dolls, but looking back, I really wasn't a doll kind of girl!
At the time, it didn't matter - the whole atmosphere of Christmas was so exciting, and I was happy whatever I received at that age.

To be honest, it wasn't until I was seven or eight that I started getting presents that I genuinely liked, that included craft type things and things like roller skates.

I can actually remember huge numbers of the gifts that I received over the years, but the one and only time that I remember being genuinely disappointed and actually upset - though I would have tried, though probably unsuccessfully, not to show it, was when an aunt gave me a pair of mittens, while my brother got a record token.

My elderly mum remembers a Christmas present that she was disappointed with - a lovely set of poster paints, but with no red included!

Yes! I loved those.