General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

My favourite was dolls dolls and more dolls..it seems as a child I picked up any illness going, my Auntie would always bring me a doll..I loved them,one year she brought me a black doll,when I was well my Mam took me to Mesnes park,of course my doll had to come with us, we sat on the grass,my doll at the side of me,when I went to pick her up she'd disappeared so fast forward to my thirties..I saw a little black doll in a shop and bought her,she sits on my dressing table.
Even now I have this love of dolls..I watched Jane McDonald on one of her tours..she went into a shop that sold nothing but dolls and was frightened of all the dolls staring at her..I would have been in my glory....I have a glorious memory of when I was a child..a friend from our street used to put her little sausage dog in her dolls pram and wheel it everywhere..the poor little thing never complained.