.....Memories......

.....I was rooting through my attic a few weeks ago, just really to see if there was anything up there that i could perhaps take to a charity shop to try and ease the ever growing collection of stuff that a hoarder like myself  doesn't really need,  and as i was unknotting various sized bin bags i found a bag of my old toys,   i took the bag downstairs and emptied it out and decided there and then that some things are just too precious to bury in the roof so i now have one or two ( the most precious ones ) on a shelf in my sons old bedroom, which is now my work room/office, ......after all.... these toys were so incredibly special to me as a child and i have so many memories of happy times playing with them that i feel that now my toys and i shall continue this journey of mine together, seeing as they were there to shape it in the first place...........................

.............this has been inspired by a couple of lovely blogger friends who have also shared some precious toys on there blog sites, and after seeing there's i was quite excited to share mine..........

.............so.......if i haven't bored you to bits yet and are still interested to see my fellow life partners......
....................................here they are................................................


..............................................................My Sasha dolls...............................................................

......The best things that ever happened to me as a child were my beloved Sasha dolls........i played with them every single day, the bigger one , the girl, was my first and i had her for Christmas when i was seven, i can remember not being able to eat or sleep for weeks and weeks before getting her, the excitement was just unbearable at times and when i finally got her Christmas morning she and i stayed glued to the hip, for as long as i can remember......................she still has the original outfit on that she came in, i had heaps of clothes for them all but i always liked to keep them in there original outfits.

................next most wonderful toy that i loved to pieces ( probably quite literally as he is practically falling apart at the seams is )....................

................Great uncle Bulgaria..........

......though he doesn't look much like the uncle Bulgaria that we all know and love due to much much cuddling ....

.....poor old thing.....lost his shawl.....lost his hat......lost his glasses......

at least he still has his slippers......

.....and finally.....a toy that wasn't ever really a favourite he was just always there......in fact he's been there since i was about three maybe four..............i just sort of inherited him.............

...here's the thing...

....... my mum to me will always be the ultimate 'make.do and mender', and amazing crafter......as a child my memories of my mum are of her constantly either 'sewing..knitting...darning...revamping...mending...baking' and just about any other craft i can think off.........and i know that most of it wasn't done with joy or with a passion it was the necessity...the need for our family...........she was always knitting either fishing jumpers for my dad and brother or even toys for myself and my sister.....she made clothes...curtains....bedding....pelmets....you name it she made it..............so now i want to show you the one remaining toy that she made that i inherited

......i give you....

.....Eeyore....

.....he's even still got his button on tale.....after alll these years....

......So now i think i want to turn this post into a dedication to my old mum....

....Thank you mum....even though i know that most of the time all that 'make, do and mending' was for all our benefit so that none of us went without...... your amazing skills as a crafter and the ability to make just about anything....and i mean just about anything.........i thank you most muchly for introducing me to all the wonders of crafting and for being my true inspiration....

.....Thank you mum.xx

.....Pixie.....

x