The Nameless One

Meet the new kid on the block; hardly a worthy substitute for HL but nevertheless someone to sit on the chair he used when we had company and for me to look at. I have to decide on a name and suggestions will be gratefully received.

Perish the thought that I become a woman with a multitude of soft toys inhabiting the house, but I do seem drawn to quirky colourful ones that have been crafted by someone and not factory made.

Having said that, I am taking a Jelly Cat rabbit which has outstayed his welcome, through to Glasgow tomorrow. That just leaves me with a miniature teddy bear, (in a Gordon Highlander t shirt but no breeks ), and a lamb that get up to no good on my bed- oh and a soft toy rat that has had many escapades on April Fool’s day over the years, but he is certainly not allowed anywhere near my bed. He lives in the bathroom.