As long as our messes end up being fine... Nice entry.
And yes, local movie theaters were the thing in my much younger times and going there with the family or an adult was a highlight.
In remember turning 21. It was a good Birthday. You enjoy Birthdays the most when you are a kid. Mine is right before Christmas so I get double gifts. A good entry.
Oh well, we can’t win them all can we? I got disqualified last month. It’s all grist for the mill though.I think so long as we are happy with our story or poem that all that matters.
I'm still working on my entry for What a Character. I received reviews from the previous month... I don't think the reviewers were impressed. I did finish an entry for a different contest tonight. Slow but sure.
Well we’re talking about 1944 onwards. A time of war. In the UK rationing was in full swing. Everything was in short supply including toys unless they were hand made.
I can’t remember having many toys but when I was about six I had a doll and pram. The pram was a replica of a SilverCross, preferred by royalty for their babies.
I have no idea how my parents ever afforded to buy the pram or the doll even. The doll was about eighteen inches tall and when you laid her down she would make a sound as if she was saying Mamma. Of course this was not electronic but just a squeaker in her back. I wish I knew what happened to my doll, although she was certainly still around in my parents’ house long after I left home.
Mostly any other toy would have been a cricket bat and ball which were my big brothers’ pride and joy. My time would be spent playing cricket or football with them.
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