Big Ted

The theme this term in Oliver's class is toys. They were asked to bring in an old toy, something that their parents may have had. Most of mine, if any have survived are in my mum's loft. The one thing I do have is my old teddy.

He was given to me by a friend of my maternal grandmother shortly after I was born. He will be 40 this year. The unimaginatively named Big Ted went everywhere with me. Rhodesia (as it was then), America, Greece to name a few on holiday, up into my treehouse, friends houses to play you name it he was there.

Due to his hard life he started to get rather tatty, and so my grandmother knitted his rather fetching blue jumpsuit that helps keep him all together.