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I don't recall many childhood Christmases ( ?) , but I remember pointing out a doll I liked at a Christmas fair in the village hall.Imwent back to look again and it had gone. Big disappointment but no prizes for guessing who had bought it .

An auntie bought me the set of "Little Women" books (Little Women, Good Wives, Jo's Boys), when I was ten.
I read them over and over.

My favourite present was a dolls house which my parents had made from a wooden orange box, the kind that had 2 sections. They decorated it with offcuts of wallpaper and carpeted it. My grandparents made the furniture - I loved my dolls house, and my family for all the thought and love that went into that present!

The very best book I received as a child was Black Beauty.....and this has become one of my 10 year old son's favourite books too.

My Raleigh Commando bike was an absolute favourite and gave me significant freedom as a 12 year old boy to get on my bike and ride around the local park with my friends.

A lovely doll with dark hair that I named 'Susie', in fact I think I've still got her somewhere in the loft!.

My first bike was a total and simply amaze surprise from my wonderful grandad - just thinking about it even now makes me both smile and cry in equal measure

My roller skates! I must have been about 7. I lived on them, often got into trouble in the corner shop for 'damaging their floor's (I never did!) went everywhere in them and would have slept in them if it was possible!

My first Barbie, with House and accessories. I was over the moon and thought i must have been a really good girl to receive something so brilliant. I had hours of fun

My favourite present was a woven cane sewing basket made for me by my dear Dad, it must have taken hours and hours to make.

My 'uncle' Jimmy, was a friend of my parents, he was in the army and stationed in Germany. One year he brought me a tiny wooden chalet money box and a cuckoo clock, I was 5 years old, the cuckoo clock was magical, especially when the little wooden cuckoo popped out. I'm now 59, and I still have both of them.

My godmother brought me a large doll wearing ice skates from Canada. I think she was the image of a Canadian ice skater. Seemed so exotic and I adored her

It's hard to choose between roller skates with rubber wheels after the old metal ones and my first 2 wheeler bike (second hand). I'll choose the bike as I have lovely memories of Dad teaching me to ride it on a snowy Christmas Day.

The present I remember best was from my Godmother and was two red leather bound books, one of the tales of Hans Christian Anderson, the other Grimms Fairy tales. My favourite story was The Princess and the Pea.

I always loved to receive a Post Office Set. My presents were usually books as money was very tight.

I had always wanted a teddy bear .My Mum must have thought I was too old at six but fortunately my aunt didn't and got me a lovely plush one with glass eyes and a tummy squeak. I'm now nearly 68 and my granddaughter has him. His head is loose, he's a bit bald and doesn't squeak but she loves him as much as I did.

A wooden dolls house that my brother, much older than me, made in woodwork class. The front of the house opened out and the front of the roof hinges open. It was a complete surprise.

My best Christmas gift was a Doll, who I called Jennifer after my Grandmother! I loved her and she came everywhere with me... She is still in my Mum's house xx

Can I have two?

George Cansdale's Zoo book when I was seven. I loved it despite the snake pictures giving me nightmares

The expensive bar of chocolate and a 2/6 piece (That's 12 1/2p in decimal money) which our posh relatives gave us every year.

Definitely my roller skates. They didn't work well in the thin layer of snow that was lying when I first tried them out, but I went on to get what felt like many years of use out of them. I can't recommend walking a dog in them though - it was ok until he gave chase to a cat (or a rabbit - I no longer remember which). No, actually, that was great too!

My teddy bear.
Most children have teddy bears as presents when they are born but I suppose, being born at the end of WW2 there weren't many teddies to be found.

Teddy arrived when I was five - I can still remember the first time I saw him in his box. I called him Bobby and I have him still although he needs to go to the Bear Hospital for some tlc. He hasn't said much for years either because he needs a new growl.

My sister and I both received Tiny Tears dolls one Christmas and we named them Helen and Sharon. My grandmother had knitted them beautiful little dresses with jackets in pink and blue- I still have Helen somewhere in the attic.

Like many others of the same era, money was very tight at that time, so I was delighted to receive a brown leather satchel for taking to and from my new grammar school.
It had that wonderful new leather scent, and whenever I go into a shop selling leather goods now, it takes me back to that school satchel and my delight and pride in it.

Not altogether sure it was my favourite Christmas present ever but having had an 'interesting' childhood I remember feeling that I needed to 'keep in with' Dad's current girlfriend - how sad is that for a kid of about 8 or 9 years old?
Her present to me was wrapped and under the tree. She had used cheap paper through which I could see that it was a post office set.
Whenever anyone asked what I would like for Christmas I mentioned that I would really like a post office set
Must have been very obvious to the adults but I didn't see it at the time!

A tiny tears doll. I used to carry her everywhere, in the house, in the garden, to the shops. I would dress her up in knitted pants and dresses. Good practise for when I had my own children