. . . and here he is in all his polyvinyl
chloride glory!
I can't now remember whether it was aunty Margret or aunty Ruth who gave us these, but one summer's day in the late
1960's or early 1970's we - four middle cousins - all had one, I was given the above, I can't remember
which of two my brother had, either the dog tramp (hobo) or the gopher (?) in chef's
whites, I suspect he had the tramp, and one of the two cousins' had the chef? I
can't remember anything about the fourth?
Anyhoos, we were playing in the bale-stack
(as they built them my cousins would leave den's and tunnels hidden in them!)
and I must have caught the cheese against some twine, it pulled loose and was
gone forever (". . . needle in a . .
." and all that!), only to turn-up in a stiff envelope (no Jiffy back then!) the following winter, after it turned-up in
the sweepings at the end of the selling/feeding of bales season!
The two parts hung-around in a drawer for
years after, but I hadn't discovered PVC welders in those days, so it went the
way of all flesh when we moved-house in 1980. Now he's back and I'm quite pleased
to see him! He never had a name, so now he's Xavier - after the maker, because Xandria
is a female name apparently! And obviously he's a little mouse with clogs on!
It's memories and associations like this that make sense of toy collecting. Best of all it's NOT Disney.
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