Childhood Toys

This morning I awoke in my old bedroom - the one I used to have when I lived at home (although it now looks very different) - I had gone to visit my lovely mum and decided to stay the night. On the shelf I found a toy that I remember me and my brother were given as children when I was about 5 - an early generation battery controlled dog. It was given to us by a friend of my father's (who died far too early) but we were only allowed to play with it under strict supervision, in case it got broke. It brought back memories.