You know you’re getting on a bit when you visit the Museum of Childhood and see all the toys you used to play with as a child. Seriously, am I so old now that my memories belong in a museum? Apparently so.
This week I’ve been reading the John Lewis Toy Story about train sets and it has got me thinking about my favourite childhood toys. Of course there are the classics, that all kids have, like a good ball. The back of this picture says ‘Josephine – August 1979’, making me 16 months old and, even if I do say so myself, adorable. It’s a bit of a shame that my knees haven’t got any less chubby with age, but never mind.
My absolute favourite toy however, the thing that defines my early years, is anything Fisher Price.
We had all sorts over the years; the hospital, the farm, a circus train, the school, the airport and, a personal favourite, which we could take in the bath, the ferry. As time went on we gave away a lot of them, or sold them at car boot sales, but one thing has remained a constant since I was tiny – the Fisher Price Village. View Post