Nameless

sitting on my desk
yet another bear watching
at me with kind eyes

I bought this stuffed bear on one of the last days I was in London, when I used to live there back in the '90s. So this makes it almost 25 years, more than half my age! He's been kept in good condition by the fact he's a shelf bear, more than a toy. I still love his old-fashioned look. He was sitting on the shelf above Julie's desk since we arrived here three years ago, but what with the move of J's dad's furniture, Julie reorganised things and I got back my bear!

Strangely enough, I never got to name this bear, although I give most things around me names. Would you like to help me?