My favourite toy when I was little

Oh cheelu that was a bit sad! I have a teddy that my great grandma gave me when I was born. It went everywhere with me, including boarding school. He was out today playing with my little DGS (8 months today)! he has had paw replacements and new eyes too..lost a lot of fur but is still my teddy!

I've mentioned it before in another thread but my favourite toy had to be the rocking horse my father made me when I was 6. I just lived on it. If I could I'd have eaten my meals on him. On the rare occasions when I wasn't riding I played with my second favourite which was the doll's house he made me. It was an exact copy of our 30's Semi, right down to the furniture. Sadly it was chopped up when we moved when I was 10, such a shame it was an absolute work of art .

Bruin was my bear but I chucked him and later additions out a few years ago when they all went pear shaped in the washing machine. I had a rag doll called Alphonse, a clockwork trains, two "walky talky" dolls, one with long blonde hair and one with short dark hair.

I have just bought the most lovely dolls' house, plus wooden furniture, to take with me to NZ for my grandchildren to play with. I have already rearranged the rooms a number of times – but don't tell anyone.

Oh you are lucky nanaej, still having that teddy, I was really upset when my Dad said he had thrown all the old toys away.

How amazing Deedaa, you Father making you a rocking horse, a bit special that.

Wow - you had toys?
My sister and I once received a pair of pink satin padded coathangers for Christmas from my aunt. Did she really have no idea that
a) we didn't have a wardrobe?
b) we didn't have any dresses worth hanging?
and c) we would much rather have had anything else?

I got my first and only teddy bear when I was sixteen - I bought it myself with my wages because I felt deprived and thought that everybody but me had one. I named her Cilla (popular name in the sixties), but she came too late in my life for us to really bond and I eventually gave her away - to a little girl who had no teddy!!
True story.

good for you absent, lucky grandchildren you have, bet their going to love that!! I know I would have. I used to use old shoe boxes to make my dolls houses, I really enjoyed making them.

Ahh grannyA. You may not have had any toys when you were little but it certainly did not make you a bad person, quite the opposite in fact..Best wishes to the new children coming to stay x

I loved my kaleidoscope and also those wooden shapes that you could make into different mosaic patterns.

I had a knitted doll called Nellie,who was the love of my little life. My brother eventually threw her out of the car window and mŷ Mother wouldn't stop and go back.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Grannyeggs that must of broke your heart x x

It did,to me she was real.

Did you ever forgive your brother for that, Grannyeggs?

You know I don't think I did. I was always wary of him throughout my childhood.

He was just a child though, I think I would have been more upset with Mum, that did not bother to go back for the doll

I visited my recently married son in his new home just after they'd moved in. On a tour of the house I smiled to see my son's teddy and favourite cuddly toy sitting up against the pillows of the marital bed!

grannya

ga there is the most decrepit 42-year-old teddy imaginable in a bag in my spare room. It belonged to DS1 and got so threadbare (Fred bear!) that I had to knit it a new body. I still haven't the heart to throw it out. Mine is well over 70 but much more respectable.

anno the 70 year old Teddy probably has a monetry value to it, although I appreciate that that is not important perhaps, but is defently a good heirloom.

cheelu If the bear has been loved and cuddled, it has no monetary value whatsoever, even if it's a Steiff. In other ways, of course, it's priceless.

cheelu you're quite right he was only a child! My reply was coloured only because we went on to have a troubled relationship, nothing to do with a doll!

We also didn't have much in the way of toys. But growing up in Africa, the great outdoors was our playground, where we ran wild

The only toy I remember having was a doll. When it broke it went to the Dolls' Hospital for repair, where there was a long waiting list. In today's throw-away age such a business would not exist, except of course for antiques or collectibles.
My GCs have many many toys which get discarded or broken very quickly.

I had raggy aggy a long legged scruffy doll I think my nana bought in Woolworths when I was about 5,she went everywhere with me,she had bright yellow hair and proper buttons for eyes.My brother used to hide her from me and was quite delighted when I got upset and cried to mum,he always got away with it though.I don't remember what happened to her I think I lost her on one of our house moves.

My Teddy Bear. No competition really.