Favourite Childhood Toys
Meet Pink Teddy…he’s my ultimate childhood toy. I have owned him for exactly 24 years, 10 months and 25 days – as long as I am old in fact! He cost 99p and was bought by my Grandma at the market on her way to the hospital to see my mum when she realised she probably ought to bring a gift with her.
I never owned a doll when I was small preferring to carry PT round as my baby instead. I slept with him in my bed every night until my wedding night, now he lives on a shelf with other teddies that have been relegated from the marital sleeping space. But I do sneak a cuddle every now and then!
When I was around 7 years old he went through a bit of a ‘stage’ changing his name to “Blossom” and becoming a girl, as all my friends told me it was weird to have a pink teddy bear that was a boy. But in my heart of hearts I knew it wasn’t a right fit and he reverted back to being Pink Teddy just a few years later.
Pink Teddy has been there through the highs and lows, he’s absorbed sad tears, happy tears and hysterical tears. He’s been thrown across rooms in temper and he’s been snuggled into when peace has returned. He is a very robust little thing to still be in one piece, although I do dread washing him these days in case his eyes fall out or his nose falls off.
I got him down to show M today and she has been carrying him round with her “carefully” ever since.
|M rocking Pink Teddy to sleep|
M and E don’t have attachments to any toys like I have to Pink Teddy and that makes me more than a little sad. We used muslin cloths to settle them both to sleep when they were babies and so they haven’t formed attachments with anything more than grotty rags.