Sunday, December 09, 2007

Slightly Old Hat

Do you think they had a competition to name the bear (and lied about it afterwards...)?
My teddy was just called...........Teddy. My panda was called..........Panda. And I had a koala bear called..........Humphrey. Broke the mould there! And a goldfish called............George (who split because we fed him too much). Poor George.

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Blogger Geoff said...

I had two pandas, Daddy Mugger and Baby Mugger. That's before muggers were called muggers, of course.

11:46 am  
Blogger the whales said...

Your goldfish split?!

I had an elephant called...Nellie.

1:51 pm  
Blogger Annie said...

I had a strange pink & blue dog/lamb hybrid knitted by my Auntie Jessie, called Lambchop, (inspired by Lambchop)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEZePOZ41hQ

Guess how many British teachers are going to volunteer in Sudan from now on?

4:19 pm  
Blogger sean said...

Haven't a clue about the competition- they lied anyway.
I had a teddy, a budgie, a goldfish all called Billy. I should have broke the mold.

6:15 pm  
Blogger Istvanski said...

Goldfish are for life...
I went in to a pet shop. I said, "I'd like to buy a goldfish?" The guy said,"Do
you want an aquarium?" I said, "I don't care what star sign it is."

6:59 pm  
Blogger Spinsterella said...

A dog-teddy thing called "woah woah".

Apparently I named him myself.

What did muggers used to be called then Geoff?

9:58 pm  
Blogger dh said...

I used to have a donkey behind the potting shed. Well it wasn't really a donkey it was an old tin can. I used to feed it grass. My mother went along with it but I think it worried her.

3:41 pm  
Blogger Jimmy Page's Trousers said...

My rabbit split as my brother and I each pulled one of its legs during a fight. Messy.

4:49 pm  
Blogger Jimmy Page's Trousers said...

Then my mum had to sew it back up to stop me crying.

4:50 pm  
Blogger Tim Footman said...

I had a teddy with a sort of squeaky thing in its chest that went UH UH, so he was called Uh Uh Bear. Then the squeaky thing stopped working, so he became George.

I met Valerie Singleton once. She was absolutely delightful.

5:32 pm  
Blogger FirstNations said...

i had a tonka dump truck i used to sleep with; it was named 'mohammed'.

6:20 pm  
Blogger Geoff said...

Muggers used to be called cads and rotters.

My pandas were little rotters.

7:16 pm  
Blogger Arabella said...

The name of my rabbit was Bunny. I used to to worry when it was washed and hung on the line by its ears.

4:39 am  
Blogger llewtrah said...

My teddy is called Cuddly. He's sheepskin, but much mended and is 40+ years old. I have a red panda toy called "Little Red" and and unnamed plushy crayfish from New Orleans.

I also had a couple of koalas (both called Tikki), some rabbits (both called Tog after the character in the Pogles), a felt horse called Bobbin and various other toys.

On my desk is a unicorn called Bollockchops and a lion called A*seface, both named by the guy who used to share my office.

12:25 pm  
Blogger rockmother said...

Geoffster - how strange you are..

The Whalester - yes - we fed it too much and it split!

Annie - trust you to have a knitted hybrid. Grandma's don't knit much now do they? (In my case - thank goodness!)

Seanster - my granny had a budgie called Joey and we all hated it. I used to try and teach it swear words but it wouldn't comply the bastard!

Isterness - what like pyrex? the thirteenth sign of the zodiac! Ha ha - boom boom.

Spinny - woah woah? Like what you say to horses when you command them to stop? How odd you are.

Dickley - I know where you are coming from - don't worry

Jimmy Pages Troosers - yes - I found out after throwing my Sweep puppet really hard at my bedroom door during a "I don't want a nap" tantrum that his head was full of sawdust

Timster - oh - we had a uh uh bear. I think we called him Henry Bear. I once went to the Blue Peter set as a child and met Leslie Judd and Peter Pervert who kept calling me 'pet'. Say no more! they signed my Blue Peter Annual for me.

Firsty - trust you! My brother fractured my collarbone by throwing a tonka toy at me really hard. Little shit. We are friends now but it took until our 20's to be so.

Arabella - oh - poor bunny - my son had a rabbit called Mr Babbit and I used to tell him that Mr Babbit likes it when we peg him up on the line. He was really rough with poor Mr Babbit after that. I blame myself I really do!

Llewtrah - that's so funny.

12:02 pm  

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