Teddy and me

A couple of weeks ago Jayne at Country Cottage Chic issued a teddy bear challenge and although it has taken me a fortnight to find the picture, I am now pleased to introduce Jane, my much beloved bear. She was my birthday present from my parents and can be seen in the background of this photo behind that somewhat embarrassed looking five year old who was made to stand on her chair while everyone else at the party sang Happy Birthday.

This somewhat cruel tradition of birthday chair standing has continued in my family and I still inflict it in any family member (or friend) who will oblige me.

Jane, my teddy still resides at home, somewhat worse for wear. She had become mostly bald, a truely threadbare bear and was being displayed under my dressing table with several other treasured childhood toys. For some unfathomable reason, Freud (my cat with mental health issues who loves to shred loo rolls) decided one day to give Jane a frontal lobotomy and ate her forehead and then proceeded to strew her stuffing all over the bedroom.

Sadly, I did not discover his surgical trickery until it was too late and he had created a hole in the front of her head about 4 inches in diameter... and now Jane lays on a high shelf, foam brains occasionally spilling out onto the floor.

Chat soon, Liz