It’s our last Sleep Week thread, and so we wanted to end the week on a nostalgic note. Can you remember your favourite childhood cuddly toy and what was it called? Full disclosure, mine was a teddy called… Ted. Very inventive.
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I only remember having one cuddly toy, and it was called Teddy, of course ?. I still had it when my eldest son was a toddler, but it mysteriously disappeared - I suspect he 'posted' it through the swing-lid of the kitchen rubbish bin ?
I can’t remember his name, he was a dog, a bit spaniel like, I remember his neck, at the top had to be re sown as the stuffing was coming out. To get to sleep I used to pick fluff of my blanket and hold it near my nose as I sucked my thumb. My brother had a piece of cloth he called ‘piece’, I remember Mum trying to get it away to wash was a right palaver.
A bit of probably irrelevant nostalgia. There have been one or two mentions of Brumas the polar bear cub. When I was 10 I queued with my mother at London Zoo for hours and hours, or so it seemed to me, in order to see Brumas. There were announcements telling us to move on once we had seen him. I think it was 1950.
Don't want to take this too far off thread as it's a lovely read but Grandma's memories reminded me of a doll I had when I was about 4 or 5. She was black (very unusual then) and called Boko and I couldn't remember why so I looked it up and it all came flooding back. Boko was the shortened name of the surviving baby of conjoined twins and it was all in the news that they had separated them. It may even have been the first time they had done the separation but I don't really know about that. All I can think is well done Mum and Dad for extending my world.
I don’t remember having a cuddly toy. I had a rubber bendy Noddy doll though. It was made of some kind of rubber and smelt funny. I didn’t take it to bed though.
My teddy was called Suzie she wore white knickers and a green gingham dress my new husband did not want her coming to our new house when we got married but she did . Can't remember when I eventually realised she was no longer with us
I also loved my little black doll called Boko she only had one leg
As a small girl, I always loved (and still do) love elephants, and my childhood teddy Nellephant sits on my bedroom chair, he reminds me of happy times, tea parties and making dens together .
A bit of probably irrelevant nostalgia. There have been one or two mentions of Brumas the polar bear cub. When I was 10 I queued with my mother at London Zoo for hours and hours, or so it seemed to me, in order to see Brumas. There were announcements telling us to move on once we had seen him. I think it was 1950.
I think he was Bruno. My daughter had Elly Bunny and when she was about 10 she seemed to have lost interest in it so I chucked it out. I got told off for killing Elly bunny. Shame.
'Quack Quack' was a most beloved knitted duck. His beak was crooked, his waistcoat was very fancy and he spent his nights inside my bed, down beside my feet for many many years. Was given him at age 1. Sadly when away at a bible class camp at around age 14yrs Quack Quack disappeared. Surely not in the rubbish bin !! I think my parents may have thought that age 14yrs was a little old for a knitted duck. I did love him though and now at age 74yrs can still 'see' him in my mind.
Tom bear. My first attachment to a toy but at the age of 4yrs I lost him whilst visiting a local jumble sale. Cried myself to sleep. No other teddy matched up after that
My china doll is called Sylvia, she is eighty six years old this coming Boxing Day when I will be ninety. The rubber bands that keep her together are very thin now and I have to be careful her arrms or legs dont fall off, it is mostĺy her clothes that are keeping her together. She is still much loved. Anyone know of a dolls hospital that could repair her please?
My cuddly toy was cartoon cat called Felix. There was a film cartoon cat in the 1920s. “Felix kept on walking” In 1949 I managed to buy my then one year son a teddy. They were in short supply then. At that time the first polar bear cub was born in London Zoo called Brumas. He was just beginning to talk and called his bear Brumuf. 72 years later he is in my sitting room very much worn and patched. The bear no my son!
My favourite was a white plastic poodle called Nicky who came from a stall at a fairground. He must have been badly made as his head used to fall off and have to be repaired by my mother, but I loved him!