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a petite typewriter. it was on display in the papershop window. i used to have a look at it everyday on my way to school. dad said he coudnt afford it, so i gave up any hope of getting one...so what a suprise when i opened my xmas sack which was a pillowcase in my days. dad was allways up the first whatever day of the week, the fire was roaring when we got up. a special treat from dad at christmas was a bacon buttie,he made the crispiest bacon ever. plus a cup of tea with a teaspoon of brandy added, he always said that will warm the cockles of your heart. bless him...

Oh no...I always wanted a twin dolls pram :-(

Strange how whether expensive or inexpensive the present may have been...we all have fond memories of that "special" one.

I remember buying my son aged 8 a bike, times were hard then in the building trade and he had already excepted that the bike probably would not appear Xmas day. He was up early and opened all his presents.....quite happy with his little hoard. We had lunch and then my husband asked him to go to the shed and get some bread from the freezer.....there in all its glory was a beautiful new blue bike. Well it was the worst thing we could have done.....we thought he was going to faint with excitement, poor thing could not get his breath! He is 29 now and still remembers the day clearly and always says no surprises this year mum!

I had a twin dolls pram too though not for Xmas. I have just replaced it with one I have found in our locak emporium. Now my beloved Fred bear is sitting in it just as he used too in my original one. :-D

Mine was a twin dolls pram, quite rare back in the 50s I think.I was the only one of my friends who had one anyway. :-)

Mine was my very own record player .(1963) I could play my music until my heart's content in my own room instead of sharing the one in the lounge with the rest of the family.

I was struggling to think until Sue mentioned her transistor radio.

Mine was a crystal set. I could lay under the covers aftre going to bed and hear programmes like "Round the Horne" and lovely songs by Lita Rosa and Dickie Valentine. Went to sleep with masses of wires wrapped round my neck :-( :-(

I am exactly the same as Scozz with batteries and things. Spend an absolute fortune on them. I expect we are both valued for our electic personalities :-)

When I was 13 my parents gave me a transistor radio. I thought I was so cool and my friends were quite envious. I used it until I was 18 and then sadly I took it to the beach and it was stolen. Broke my heart :-(

When I was 10 my parents bought me a red watering can at Christmas because of my love of gardening. Sadly I no longer have it, but its the present I remember best. :-)

My father used to tease me for weeks before Christmas that they were having trouble with the transport for my presents as they wouldn't fit in a van! :-D

A watch, when I was 10. I treasured it. My first "grown up" present.

It stopped working 6 months later.

Dad said it was my fault for "not looking after it" What??

Didn't get another watch until I was 19. That one lasted six months too!

I have since found out that I'm one of those "static electricity" people that sends watches haywire :-D I'm fine with battery operated watches, but a battery lasts half as long on my watch as it would on OH's :-S

Mine was a 'Guggles' doll. You pressed her tummy and she made a sound rather like Aaahh Oooh.
I got a bike that year as well :-D

Or what was the nicest surprise you did not expect.


Mine was a brother typewriter in a lovely green carrying case, I thought I was the bees knees! :-D