Once upon a time, there was a family of toys. They were very very old and a bit grubby and more than a little the worse for wear, which was strange, because they had been living in a sewing box together, quite happily, for many years. But nobody had thought to stitch them, or help them in any way.
There was a big ted with a flat face, a smiley mouth and only one eye. There was a little ted with googly eyes, and black ears. There was a very very small ted with no eyes. There was a fluffy rabbit, with a green ribbon round his neck. And there was the penguin.
What were their names? I'm not sure yet.
Wait for the next thrilling installment to find out!
3 comments:
Hi Catherine.I love your teddies I have A few But I have more Dolls I am A bit of A hoarder.
Hugs Mary,
These dolls look well loved. Also I hear a good story in spinning! Now I must go find your other blog about gardens in Scotland.
Always a gardener,
Candylei
They do, don't they? I bought them all together in an auction sale, mainly because I was sorry for them - they looked so sad, and also as though they had been together for a long time. I've kept them and kept them together - can't bear to split them up! But you're right, there may be a story in the spinning!
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