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Dad’s Christmas: a reblog for 23rd December 2020

Originally posted on pensitivity101:
My father’s mother died when he was about 5, and he was actually brought up by his grandparents, uncles and aunts. He told us few things about his childhood, but I particularly remember this about Christmas.…

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Merry Christmas Baby

There is a lot of memorabilia for Baby’s First Christmas, Baby’s First Birthday etc, which is all very nice if you have a baby. My babies have all had four legs, and at Christmas, they have all had presents. Most … Continue reading

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If I were a Toy………….

If I were a toy, Would I be loved by a child? Treasured and cherished, Adored all the while? Shop shelves are full Of ranks of us here Identical in feature, What draws attention near? To be picked and escorted … Continue reading

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Maggie’s baby

Maggie had a toy box in our old house. It was full of gonks, cloth cheapies in various guises like frogs and fish, plastic squeaky dumb-bells, rings and an array of other things that she had been given over the … Continue reading

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A train, a caravan and a house

It’s every little boy’s dream, to own a train set. To have it permanently set up, the engines pulling carriages around the track, with working signal boxes and level crossings. To play to their heart’s content, and have the ‘choo … Continue reading

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Little Girl

Driving out of the supermarket car park yesterday, I saw a little girl. She was about 6 years old I suppose, wrapped up against the wind in a blue puffer padded jacket, a red and white striped scarf and matching … Continue reading

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Squeaky Leekie

Twice a year we suffer the baby blues. Or should I say, the broody babies, or brood of babies. I’m not really sure what describes it best. We decided against having Maggie spayed as there was always the chance of … Continue reading

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