General Chat

Aw poor Jude....you serious??

Haribo.....roller skates and etch a sketch ....Xmas 1973....I had a new baby! Showing my age now!

Mmm my favourite xmas pressie was a bottle green plastic dolls carry cot and doll, it was beauuuutiful and it was the only toy my father let me take with me when we moved!!!! l was 7yrs old.....not a nice man, but l probably had more than some children!!

jude

A pair of roller skates and an etch a sketch, aged 9 in 1973

Hello Uzzi........hope you are well........wow 16! A much loved family member I bet. I had a dolls house which my lovely dad made.....like you we also had a dog....a very large lassie type who promptly chewed the roof to bits! I think I cried for a week! :-(

My most cherished was my labrador *Tina Sukis Black Magic aka Tina* she was 6mths old I was 7. She arrived a little earlier than xmas but on a dark cold snow filled night just before I was due to go to bed. Nobody got much sleep that night and many nights I slept in her bed. Sadly Tina died at the age of 16 once again with me at her side.

My surprise was my dolls house which was made for me by an Uncle. It was huge the front opened the roof lifted and all the furniture was hand made. and it got me my own bedroom :-D

That's a bit strong Barb.....do you mind! ;-)

Jean......I can smell it now also....lashings of butter that dripped down your chin :-D

ann i can smell the toast, its making me hungry.

Nowadays it might be described as child abuse LOL

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Well Barb....we thought we were going to have to take him to A&E he was hyper!

Of course my Santa was real Ann

Your story about your son and his bike reminded me that I did the same with my son at about the same age.
Told him times were difficult and couldn't get him one. Then sent him out to the shed. Just like yours he couldn't speak and was shaking with joy.

He's 49 now and still makes me laugh when he tells about it.

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You mean the real Santa Barb ;-)

Danger sprout.....you were lucky then, my dad stood on my budgie...alas he was no more!

Jean....my dad was usually nights Xmas Eve and we also got up to a roaring fire made by him when he got home......as soon as it died down a little he would cut large slabs of bread and stick them on the end of the toasting fork ....nothing like the smell of toast done on the fire :-D

Hope you all get what you want from father Xmas this year!

I have been making up a folder of my own personal treasures and have found my letter from Santa claus Greenland Denmark Christmas 1951.

He was thanking me for remembering to write to an old friend who lives in a big country covered in snow called Denmark etc etc

He goes on to say that the World is very poor at the moment so not to be too disappointed if I dont get all the things I want

Couldn't ever throw that away somehow.

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Sounds like my Threadbear Fred Bear mentioned on earlier posting. Description could be a twin for mine. He is a Pedigree bear who has seen better days as he has been well loved. Grunts more than growls now though.

I had a jointed teddy one year and named him Fredbear and he growled when you laid him down on his back and when he was picked up again. He was filled with what looked like wood shaving (but not really sure what it really was). Sadly he began to disintergrate years ago and he really was a threadbare Fredbear .

Of all the presents I had that bear was the best.

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A kitten, Tinker, when I was 7. He was a lovely natured cat who was very tolerant of being dressed up in doll's clothes and put into a toy pram!
He lived for 14 years, but my parents had him put to sleep just before we moved house, as they thought to would be too old to settle.
I was broken hearted, and didn't speak to them for weeks. :-(

As the youngest child of the family I was a tad spolit, I was very lucky . when I was about 7 I asked for a red dolls pram but it had to be like a lie down trolly witha pink thrilly pram set, I was delighted when I saw it , however I was aware of the situation even then so I was always grateful for what I got and still am. :-D

War time and I was about 4 or 5. Dad made me a round table and a little wooden chair and a dresser and they gave me a real china tea set with pinnochio on. (daughter still has it). I wouldn't have appreciated at the time that Mum had queued for ages and almost got into a fight with another woman to get it. I loved it.

The biggest surprise I ever got at Christmas was a tiny tears and a Sindy doll :-D. I was about eight or nine at the time in the very early 1970s. I still have both dolls, much loved and a bit matted around the hair line. I keep them tucked away out of harms way now :-D :-D :-D

Looking back my Mum and Dad were very hard up at the time and must have saved for a while to get both the dolls so it makes it all the more special

Teresa :-)

lol John

My mother bought a TV with a remote (can't remember when that was, but it was one of the first remote tellies).

If I walked in front of the TV it would change channels.

I took great delight in tormenting my brothers (getting back at them!) by walking into the room............ and hearing them yell "MUM, SHE'S DOING IT AGAIN!!"

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One of my brothers made me a farm house and bought all the animals and farm workesr when I was about 5.

My dear father in a fit of pique stamped on it.