I have a problem.
I love cuddly toys. I mean really love them.
Over the years I seem to have collected several
boxes full of them. And I’ve held on to the ones my son had when he was young.
They all have names. They all have memories attached to them. There’s Bill, the
Pitt Panther. He was given to me by my first boyfriend way back when. There’s
Misha, the mascot for the 1980 Moscow Olympics. Blue is the teddy bear I
rescued from a jumble sale, and Manabar, a donkey my late husband named after a
useless (but lovable) race horse in the yard he once worked in. Hen Wen is the
pig won at a fair ground in Toronto. Yes, they all have their stories. And one
of these days, I’ll rescue them all from their box-bound limbo and they’ll see
daylight again.
So, my question to you is: Do you have a
favourite cuddly toy? Tell me their story below and you could win a book from
my backlist, or a 10% discount on a full edit. Details here.
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