What was your childhood cuddly toy called? ?

I had a small teddy called Teddy which I gave to my youngest brother. My twin had a small elephant called Effie ( we could not say elephant) who became very threadbare around his trunk. I don’t know what happened to Effie! He was on a shelf for many years.

My much-loved teddy lives safely in the base of my ottoman divan with my smartly dressed and equally much-loved golly.
Teddy's glass eyes had worked loose and my husband pulled them off many years ago as he thought they were dangerous when our children were small. I still haven't forgiven him.
(I'm not interested in any adverse comments about my lovely golly, thank you in advance).

I still have my Lambsy, which was in my crib for my first ever photo. His legs are a little spayed now, but he can just about stand up.
I also have two larger bears, one is Panda and the other is multicoloured and was called Bingo (and I don't know why), but Panda's twin has been a TV star on The Repair Shop and his fur has rotted in the same way.
Not bad for 56 years old and counting.

Teddy Edward.

Soft toys were named very literally so Ted is still with me 73 years on. He sits on the wardrobe looking benignly regal. Other than a large doll dressed in baby clothes sleeping under the bed he’s the only thing remaining from my childhood and is going nowhere.

I really didn't like cuddly toys - found them creepy - and two of my children were just the same. It made for some 'interesting' times when well meaning relatives would try to get us to hold them!

My knitted cat was called "silly old puss". He was replaced with a cleaner version & things were never the same again.

@Callistemon, do send him to the teddy hospital.
Mine (a birthday present when I was one) languished in a drawer for maybe 10 years after our dog chewed much of his face off when she was a pup. Nose completely gone, one cheek and one eye too.
The teddy hospital sent him back almost as good as new, with a smart ribbon around his neck, too. They did a fantastic job.

I still have my lovely doll named Carol. She’s 60 years old now. I was 6 when I got her. She lived on in my parents house when I left home and eventually moved back in with me.

Her lips have faded to white, she has developed cataracts and she needs to wear a hat as her hair is starting to shed but other than that she’s as good as new. My lips are normal colour but I can empathise with her other problems!

I have a teddy bear that I was given when very young; he was dressed, as far as I can recall, in shirt with a bow tie and trousers. Can't remember any more clothes. I called him Timothy/Timmy after a boy across the road. When I was a bit religious the name got changed to Bartholomew but it eventually went back to Timmy.
He's lost his eyes and is sown up in various colours. I also cut his fur as I thought it would grow back as my hair did after it was cut! So he's quite battered but very loved.

I had a teddy bear called Teddy. He is sitting on the chest of drawers in my bedroom. He looks a little shabby now and his squeaker no longer squeaks but I could never get rid of him.

My godmother made me a rag doll out of old fur coat she was fluffykins.
I also had a big pink teddy, taller than I was called pinky.
Also slept by my bed a push a long dog, like a baby walker, an Airedale terrier I called chummy.

Ted, not a very creative name but I loved him dearly.

I had bumble bear - because he had a yellow and black jumper when he came on Christmas Day.

I had a dolly called bobo because she got a “bobo’ and had to be fixed.

My delightful little 1950s teddy was called 'Buttons'. The name caught my imagination after seeing Cinderella performed at the nursery. And I still have her - it's a she because I dressed her in my doll's clothes.

I had a panda which went everywhere with me and he’s still in the attic. Loved him dearly. He was always ‘panda’ obviously I wasn’t very inventive in the naming stakes!

I have a beautiful bear who is called Buddy he was given to me when I was 4 after my mother died. He was my best friend and I have still have him although he is now a little the worse for wear having been loved by my three children and my grandchildren.

I never had a cuddly toy

I never had one, my sister had a panda called sooty but I wasn’t a cuddly toy lover.

mine was a handmade dolly with a long skirt, made from material by my aunt called JUDY, when you turned her upside down, there was another dolly with a long skirt, so two dolls in one, very clever!

I had a yellow bear and he was just called Teddy. I think he lives on top of my mums wardrobe now and is adorned with single earrings ( where the other is lost) and glitzy bracelets

Irish ...it is a big ( for a little girl) honey coloured bear given to me frim an Irish relative when I was born. I remember crying into its shoulder when his head was bigger than mine ... still treasured sixty years later.

My teddy was called Patricia. Not sure why. Made it awkward when I had a difficult SiL of the same name. ?Apparently I hankered after a teddy for my fifth birthday and it was very hard to find one in July. Toys tended to be around for Christmas mainly. No growl left and fur a bit balding, but not bad for 66. ?

I had a koala bear, his name was Kia?We lived in Australia at the time, before coming back to England ☺️Very thread bear now( pardon the punt)?