Bye-bye Old Friend

My mother is ruthless in throwing out things. I'm a bit more sentimental, but I realise one could easily spend one's life collecting stuff that ends up just being a drag. So this week I've taken four bags of clothes and toys to charity and found a new home for the high chair. This fellow is going in the bin, which is a teeny bit sad since he was one of my childhood toys. Nothing lasts forever. Sorry buddy.