It’s funny...
But I do find the presence of stuffed toys in a totally adult household , just a bit creepy.
I say this with the sudden realisation that I have three stuffed toys in the house. Colin The Chameleon, with his jaunty leg kicked sideways underneath the art wall; a cute duck billed platypus bought from Sydney Zoo is sat in my bedroom bookcase and a now almost 40 year old Garfield sat benignly in my living room cupboard with a gentle smile upon his face.
I reassure myself that owing stuffed toys only really becomes creepy when they occupy your bed, you know the sort, sat unseeing , face forward between the pillows .....that’s when toys are creepy
Garfield was given to my by my twin sister when we were in our twenties.
I liked his slightly cynical view on life back then, and that’s a riot in itself.
When most young people were saving the whale, joining Amnesty International ( which I later did lol) and stretching their political wings against the poll tax or Thatcher’s policies
What was I doing?
I was watching movies and following the mantras of a ginger cartoon character
Go figure.
It’s a lovely day today and I am in my office sorting out what to do on my holiday next week.
Right on time Mrs Trellis totters past with Blue
She doesn’t see me up at my desk
I’ve already sorted a few meet ups with friends, lunch in Liverpool with Colin. More lunch with Cheryl from Ramsbottom ( a great sounding place) Outdoor dinner with Chic Eleanor and our friends in Conwy and a family get together this weekend if the weather holds and a socially distanced picnic with the hospice staff on Llandudno’s beautiful West Shore....
It’s a little too early for a Sheffield trip but that is on the cards alongside a London trip to see Nu....
I have missed her so over the past barren year.
Mrs trellis
Phew...I have 5 stuffed toys...none on the bed! A dog I won in the Dog Rescue shop's raffle. He has the most knowing expression and sits on my sideboard (because my husband said 'You can't leave him there!), with a kingfisher under his 'arm' - that was a present to Dave from a friend he used to go out photographing birds with. They had sat for days trying to get a shot of a kingfisher, the gift came with the message 'now you can get your photograph!' It's the memories attached that count, not the things themselves...
ReplyDeleteI have never understood grown women who collect dolls and teddy bears. It is not my thing. We went into a home once that was awash in both, all wrapped up in pink bows and artificial flowers everywhere. I observed to my husband that really, his life could be SO much worse.
ReplyDeleteOh, my goodness ... I have a stuffed dog [so soft and silky and got it because I can't have a soft and silky kitty where I live]! I have a little basket of 3 kitties who are tall and thin and handmade and designed by a friend! And, the same friend made a lion with a shaggy mane and so adorable! And, I have a handmade and designed Wizard and Lady Elf with a tiny baby elf! Oh ... and a handmade teddy bear in my bathroom that my sister made for me!!
ReplyDeleteNothing creepy about any of them!!
What a shame that one of your neighbors couldn't have thwarted the stealing of your firewood!
I figured they were all on the lookout for dognappers and didn't see the woodnappers. ;)
DeleteIt's good to have some plans in the works, even if they're still vague! I have a couple of very small stuffed toys, but nothing bigger than a few inches tall. That Garfield might be a collector's item by now!
ReplyDeleteThe break sounds nice, take time to rest, and some reasonable social contact. You would find my bed creepy. Dorian and Kabuki are constants.
ReplyDeleteAgreed. One to many stuffed toys or dolls looks creepy. That said, some do feel comfort living surrounded with toys/dolls. For me, I probably have more plants/trees inside than most would like. Oh well! Sounds like great plans are coming together for next week.
ReplyDeleteHey, what is that trophy for on top of the [bookshelf? file cabinet?] in your office?
ReplyDeleteI only have one stuffed toy and it's a handcrafted cat named "Knitty Kitty" that a blogging buddy gave me years ago. But I do have lots of superhero action figures on my bookshelves getting up to all sorts of mischief, so I can't point the finger at anyone else for their reversion-to-childhood fetishes.
ReplyDeleteI like teddy bears but the cheeky ones shred anything they can reach-I don't like dolls and as a child I flung belinda out of the dolls pram and put teddy in nicely covered.I do have a doggy with ashes inside wearing my top dogs very own parka sitting alongside me on the sofa x
ReplyDeleteI've kept my teddy, and Bambi (that my great-aunt knitted for me). They're both worse for wear, after 60-odd years, but hold very special memories. I was lucky enough to find the knitting pattern on 'tinterweb a few years ago, so have knitted Bambi #2 - allegedly for my grandson.😉 Your plans sound lovely. It's great to be able to make real plans to see people again. xx
ReplyDeleteI gave my wife a stuffed hedgehog last year (a toy not a real hedgehog) who proudly spends his days and nights looking out from the between the pillows on our bed. I rather like him.
ReplyDeleteNow that sounds cute
DeleteWe have a bendable Kermit the Frog who sits with his right arm lifted in a wave from a stereo speaker (remember those?) and I have 3 Doozers (think Fraggle Rock) on the shelf in my sewing room to remind me that I can create beautiful things. I'll send you photos!
ReplyDeleteI love the plans you have for local travel and visits for your week off and hope that soon you'll be able to safely see Nu and others who live further away.
Hugs!
I think we should gather up our stuffed menageries, take pictures of them, and send the pictures on to John!
DeleteWhat say you, John?
Lol now that would be creepy xx
DeleteToo late, John, I've just sent you photos of my Doozers and Kermit. These old friends aren't creepy.
DeleteHugs!
Loved it
DeleteMrs Trellis in the sunshine... that's a beautiful view from your office window.
ReplyDeleteI have a few stuffed animals (none on the bed). The oldest is my teddy bear (cleverly named Beary!) which I have had since I was 2 years old (so he is 68+ years old). He has lost his fur and ears and a lot of his stuffing but he has always been with me.
ReplyDeleteI just read about your stolen wood. What a world, what a world! Is no where safe?
Yes.......it was disappointing
Deletenothing wrong with having stuffed animals. I sleep with a small teddy bear.
ReplyDeletenice pix of mrs. trellis. isn't it nice to plan holiday meetups with friends!
Sometimes I need to prove she and all the others I mention actually exist
DeleteMy 'Rosebud' doll was given to me by my Mum when I came home from hospital, age 2 years, after being very ill with pneumonia. That makes Rosebud 74 years old - and my most treasured possession. She sits in a small wooden chair in my bedroom.
ReplyDeleteThis post was born last night watchin* a teddy beingvrepaired in The Repair Shop ! Always a sob fest
DeleteSuch a great show, last night's episode here in Australia was one with Lucy the antique doll, so very beautiful, redressed with family baby clothes. A wind up gramophone and a toy yacht were the other projects.
DeleteJohn is a twin...hmmm.
ReplyDeleteDon't forget seaside on a hot day and your hunk awaiting. Keep an eye out.
And we were. Born in June ..so are gemini
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ReplyDeleteSo what target height are you aiming for? 8 Feet 3 inches?
ReplyDeleteI always wanted to be 6 foot
DeleteI have a couple of stuffed animals on the guest bed. Our two cats love to sleep with them!
ReplyDeleteAlbert loves to cuddle cushions
DeleteI feel you are hiding behind something to take this photograph of Mrs Trellis. As to stuffed toys - I had Paddington Bear for many years but he is now owned by my Great grand dauughter
ReplyDeleteI was sat at my desk pat
DeleteMy husband's grandfather changed his name from Ramsbottom before he got married, to something similar but not as "remarkable". I can tell you I would have kept my maiden name if Ramsbottom would have been the option when I married.
ReplyDeleteRamsbottom what a great surname
DeleteGray is so boring
Sometimes names and school children are not a good mix 😊 my late dad went to school with a boy called Fred winterbottom....kids called him cold arse.
DeleteMrs. Trellis doesn't look like she is "tottering" to me... she looks all hale and hearty and walking strong! I also have a couple of stuffed animals in my home. One reminds me of my years working at Sears, Roebuck (The retail giant)... it's Eeyore and reminds me of my year or more managing the baby dept. and a teddy from visiting Manchester UK and adjacent to an old cemetery. Uhmmm maybe i have just two but they carry with me as yours do special and sweet memories. Cheers! Ruth in Oxnard Ca. USA
ReplyDeleteShe totters heartily as blue is a big dog
Deletefrom the comments it seems that many people have a stuffed animal fetish. it is sort of creepy.
ReplyDeleteIn my home, these various creatures are old friends and nowhere near a fetish.
DeleteHugs!
Weirdo
ReplyDeletePot kettle xx
DeleteOh for a glimpse of Mrs Trellis
ReplyDeleteNot at all like Ruth Ellis
Who was born in Rhyl
Determined to kill.
Now this made me larf
DeleteI looked after my toys so I still have quite a few. They've been with me all my life. I could never get rid. They live in their own little cabinet.
ReplyDeleteSmall TED in camouflage graces my dressing room table. He's Australian.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
They are only creepy if they aren't yours!
ReplyDeleteAre you going to tell us what the cup was for?
ReplyDeleteI like the term 'Famine Resistant'.
ReplyDeleteMy daughter agrees with you. That's why I have about a dozen of her teddies that she doesn't want in her house but won't let me dispose of!
ReplyDeleteMy childhood teddy is sitting on the chest of drawers behind my bed. I have always thought he was termed a " utility teddy bear". He has a furry head, but more of a rag doll sort of body. He used to be a girl as he originally wore a dress, but my Mum made him a red and white trouser suit many years ago and he transgendered!
ReplyDeleteI just googled "utility teddy bear" and he is pictured in the images about 9 rows down. Some years ago he appeared on a friend's blog and made it to the internet!! (He must be nearly 75 yrs old)
I like the idea that your teddy bear transitioned ;)
DeleteThis made me laugh because in 1991, I know the year because I was living in Nottingham and I only lived there for one year, I cut a Garfield cartoon out of the paper and stuck it to my bedside table. I still have it so can quote 'Look at those people going to work', 'There's a word for such noble, hard working folks...', 'Peasants' Cartoon of three frames of Garfield looking out a window looking sleepy.
ReplyDeleteI must have thought everyone should have been saving the whale and worrying about the o zone layer instead.
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ReplyDeleteWe have a toy each from our own childhoods...some from the children's....and the small sheep toy that visitors put outside the bathroom door when they are in occupation...no door lock!!
ReplyDeleteThere was a fellow in my hometown named Harry Ramsbottom. My uncle teased a short granddaughter that she would have to sue her hometown for building the sidewalks so close to her butt.
ReplyDeleteNow I have to say Garfield sat staring out of that display cupboard is a little creepy, I'm worried ... can he breathe in there for a start ;-)
ReplyDeleteYou have a brilliant view of the lane from your office, there's no sneaking up on you unannounced anymore!!
A common affliction among those of Welsh descent - Ducks' Disease, as Harry Seacombe called it on The Goons. Main characteristic - bottom too near the ground.
ReplyDeleteLol
DeleteMy Teddy is in a box in the house somewhere. I used to try to stuff digestive biscuits and milk into his mouth, but he never seemed hungry.
ReplyDeleteI concur! However honesty dictates that I admit to having one....the Queen's stuffed corgi bought from Buckingham Palace gift shop proudly sits at the end corner of my bed looking out the window, with his Buckingham Palace gold medallion hanging from his fat neck.
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