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Our childhood toys

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here are a few old toys from the past. blow a football . tin typewriter. hula hoop. annuals. like rupert the bear etc. i had all of those things sometime or other.wished i had kept them. any more spring to mind would like to know thanks.
 
Annuals

Annuals were a favorite part of Xmas for me, especially Rupert.....If only we had kept them, they would be worth a fortune :) I can remember a spinning top too, it used to hum when you pumped the corkscrew type handle?
 
Don,t forget the good old compendium of games, guaranteed to keep us quite for a couple of days
 
My first toy that I can recall was given as, I believe, a birthday present in the September that the Second World War terminated.
I suppose it measured some six inches in length and was a plaster cast model of the American Bomber, a B.29. This was the aircraft that dropped the A bombs on Japan. The model was painted silver and sported the American insignias and its propellers turned.
I imagine this toy was a favourite gift to boys at this time due to parents relief the war had been won.
This well handled and chipped item went its way when I was called up for my National Service and dear mother decided I had outgrown it. Oh well another collectors item hits the dust.
 
I had the usual collection of toys at Christmas, John Bull printing outfit, the inevitable Rupert annual, colouring books, paint box, a kaledoscope, is that how it is spelt, it was triangular shaped about 10 inches long and filled with shiny coloured bits of paper and when it was shaken different patterns would form, I loved that. During the war years toys were difficult to come by, but I remember one of my mother's cousins making me a desk which was painted bright green, it stayed at the family home for years and my neice and nephews and later my son all played with it.

The one thing I really yearned for was a proper china doll, but I never had one, all the dolls of the time were made with a china head and hands but the rest of them was made of some sort of material and stuffed with kapok or some such filling. When I was about 6 or 7 years old a little shop in Parliament Street, Aston, run by Mrs. Griggs had a raffle and the first prize was a large baby sized doll, not china, but made of chalk with a
painted face, and hair with a kiss curl on the forehead, joy of joys I won this doll, I was thrilled to bits, I can see it now dressed it a pale yellow baby dress, I kept it until I was in my teens then it was given to my neice
Lynne. To this day I still quietly yearn for a lovely china doll and have often thought I would treat myself, then I thought I will wait until I have a grandaughter and I'll buy her lots of lovely dolls, to date I'm still waiting for a grandaughter, I think I'm more likely to get the doll!
 
Money people

Obviously you were all a bunch of money people in those days,
most of our stuff was home made but even for that, still a load of fun,
We used to slice up Potatoes and with the help of a little paint. make our own printing sets.
We also made bows and arrows, I shot Sarah Eals (my next door neighbour) in the back once, I ran home and hid under my bed for about 3 hours.
We carved squirrels out of soap bars and after we'd done, Mom squashed the soap all back together.
We used to make Carpets with an hook and eye, never finished one though.
Most of our pastimes involved very little cost (drawing etc) or as written here out came the Compendium and we all played Ludo, Snakes and Ladders or draughts.
We also plaued lots of Card games such as 'Strip Jack naked'. Rummy, Snap and Newmarket.,
We used to make Rockets by glueing newspaper around and around an old bottle
actually, not so much glue as flour water.
We played hide and seek from the attic down to the Cellar...Good days, great people...darn it, I've come over all misty eyed....
 
Yes, Sylvia, tose kaleidoscopes fascinate me to this day. I could still spend hours trying to recreate the same pattern twice. :lol:

Bows and arrows out of bamboo cane kept us entertained for hours. I can't recall doing anyone an injury with them but, I can empathise with Kandor.

We had a row with Dennis Rainbow and his gang. Of course I can't remember what it was about (probably nothing - just to ease the boredom) but he grabbed my big sister round the neck. In desperation to rescue her, I found a marble (another great passtime) in my pocket and wanged it at him. He went down screaming and clutching his bloodied left eye. We, believing I'd blinded him for life, ran like hell and hit in our den - the old Anderson air raid shelter. We were too scared to emerge 'til bed time when, to get it off my chest, I confessed to my father, as he was less likely to give me a slap or get worked up about it than my mother.

The next day Dennis was back on the street again, as big a two-eyed thug as ever, all be it with nasty bruising and a cut to one of them. :shock:
 
This is tiger Tim he is nearly 50 years old my dad bought him for me in Germany. When I was little his eyes frightened me as they shone in the dark. He has lost one now probably to many cuddles! Wendy

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Tiger Tim

Morning Moma P,
Was it the Tiger Tim out of the comic?
Here is a photo of me with my Tiger Tim bag on.
 
I don't think so cause he came from Germany, I just called him that! I love your hair bow's Patty!

Does anyone remember the cans we walked on with string threaded through so you could hold them and walk along.
 
The only cans I ever had were the ones with holes punched in them and a long wire handle to hold them with. One lit pieces wood and then put coal on top, in them. The next part was to swing them around to get the air pressure to make the coals burn. Great on a autumn/winter evening - kept the hands warm
Will.
 
:angel: Remember them Moma P ... I should Cocoa... In fact I still make them for my little 'Rug Rats' at work and they love them... Some of them haven't been walking on their own two feet very long, so the giggles and sense of achievement when they walk on two tins is great.:)

Does anyone remember the cans we walked on with string threaded through so you could hold them and walk along.
 
What a great idea Pom, I have two grandchildren who are nearly three I think I shall save some tins!
 
Pretty little patty, love the bow, i have done all of those things with the tin cans, great fun, think i will show my grandchildren too. but i suspect that my sons will think i am barmy.
 
Lovely pics........ The tins are fun and the kids will soon get the idea. Easy to make and it's something different these days.
 
I had a Teddy bear That was in much worse condition than "Tiger Tim", he went everywhere with me, including Jeromes photographers, to have my photo taken, the photographer tried everything to make leave Ted out of the picture but apparently i was having none of it. That Teddy went everywhere with me to the despair of my mum
 
I remember those tins with the string to make telephones Alf. String was at a premium in those days and most people saved it for around the house and not for children's toys. My brother and his friends had a den in the gulley, left over land at the back of our house and they would make these "telephones" to use in the den for their games. The best thing that happened though regarding telephones. Our neighbours son, Dennis had been in the Army and had bought home a Field Telephone set...Army issue.
I think it worked on batteries. It had yards and yards of connecting cable
and Dennis gave the set to my brother, Peter. Very few people had house phones in those days so something like this to play with was just perfect.
It was very eerie to be able to talk to someone quite a distance away and plan strategy for the games. We also used to use it in the house so that my brother could listen to TV programmes. He wired it up going down the stairs under the carpet and along the hall when my parents were out one day and hid the phone behind the TV. It worked but then the wiring was discovered and it was confiscated by my parents for a while. We had hours of good fun though.
 
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