Dolls

 

I note from the BBC news that efforts are underway this week to revive the Sindy doll, it having fallen by the wayside in the face of competition from the much more gregarious (American) Barbie.

Mike asked me if I had ever had a Sindy doll. I think I had both a Sindy and a Barbie. Not to mention a doll that talked, one that walked, and one that wet its nappy shortly after it was given water by mouth via a bottle. (I remember trying it on milk, but was then never able to quite remove the smell…)

Dolls and me never seemed to hit it off. In the days before my mother’s memory went off with the fairies, she would ruefully recount her attempts to develop my more maternal side. I was given a lot of dolls, both by her and my grandparents. And I had a dolls’ pram, a posh one, presumably with the intention that I would parade about with it as other little girls did.

What my mother has never forgotten is the day she left me playing in the garden with the pram and the dolls… and returning to find that the dolls had been unceremoniously dumped on the grass. The pram was now full of garden soil. It worked so much better as a wheelbarrow.

The rest, as they say, is history.

 
 
 

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4 Comments

  1. Sue September 30, 2012 at 9:48 am - Reply

    A girl after my own heart.

    My dolls all went to the ‘hairdresser’ ……me!! My Mum was shocked and pretty much scared when whe was confronted with a shelf full of GI Janes!!

    As for the pram…..well I discovered if you removed the bodywork from the chassis, stole the pedals from my brothers pedal car, added a plank of wood for a seat and a cushion off the sofa for comfort……you got a brilliant ‘bogie’, ideal for whizzing downhill on, only problem we lived on a flat road in the middle of Manchester, oh well friends often gave me a push!! 🙂

    Sue xx

    • Jessica September 30, 2012 at 10:02 am - Reply

      Wonderful story – I wish I’d thought of that at the time… and I suppose it says a lot about us and how we ended up where we are! Welcome to rusty duck, Sue.

      • Sue September 30, 2012 at 11:54 am - Reply

        Thank you.

        Us bodgers and fixer uppers are the only ones who can actually live like this and still laugh at life I think. I’ve just read from start to finish and yours is a brilliant Blog.

        You’re being popped on my sidebar so all my Blogging Buddies can find you.

        Sue xx

        • Jessica September 30, 2012 at 2:24 pm - Reply

          You’re very kind, Sue, thank you. I would be really interested to read more of your blog too. It will be a treat with my coffee later!

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