Toy Story 3 in 3D at IMAX National Media Museum

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1. Now: my remote control Starsky and Hutch Torino. Unfortunately I’m the kind of geek who keeps it in the box and daren’t play with it…

   Then: as a 7 year old in the 70s a doll called Havoc. On Xmas day I was gutted she wasn’t a Sindy, but I grew to love her jumpsuit, Mary Quant bob and supercool name. Wish I still had her, turns out she’s collectable!

2. My favourite was without doubt my action man. Growing up in the 70’s he has a proper soldier, with SS uniforms and a proper tank. Ny mum even took to knitting outfits for him. With “Eagle Eyes”, real gripping fingers (which fell off) and a posable sniper neck, I took him every where. He was even brave enough to parachute out of my bedroom window a few times!

   Oh plus one Christmas I got the taking commander! “Advance in single file” drove my dad nuts!

   P.S. Pick me!

3. SINDY! she was ace – started out as a ballerina and ended up as a punk. She had her own apartment fashioned from a shoe box complete with smash hits clippings on the walls. She travelled the world (well to the end of the garden) in a bin bag two-piece held together by paperclips and hubba bubba and she always beat Barbie in a fight.

4. Floppy the caterpillar. A foot-long yellow bean bag caterpillar with felt antennae and a wonky smile. He slept round my neck every night for over 10 years and kept the vampires away. He was very good at his job and I was never bitten. Over the years he faded, was chewed by the dog, and had to be refilled with lentils on a regular basis. He was my protector and best friend. I still have him, although vampire protection duties have passed onto my husband since Floppy retired.

5. My favourite toy was my Action Man back in the late 70s early 80s – but only because my grandma knitted all his clothes for him! She knitted a Spiderman outfit, a Tom Baker Dr Who scarf which I wrapped round his neck, and a stormtrooper outfit from Star Wars. Hours of fun!

   I also loved the Tardis my grandad made for my Dr Who Action Man. He made it out of an old apple crate and spare pieces of wood. Sadly he then painted it orange because he didn’t have any blue paint, which rather spolit the effect, but it was the thought that counts…

6. Mine has to be the big yellow tea pot!!!

7. I was talking about mine only this week! As a child I carried a wrinkled dog puppet everywhere with me every hour of every day for about 7 years. Nowadays he sits happily in the corner of my children’s bedroom and sometimes takes over from me in reading bedtime stories to them (he’s better at voices than me).

   This week he came with me to a friends house after they asked me to take some photos of their family. Wrinkles sat on top of the camera lens entertaining the little ones. They loved the photos.

   Despite the fact that he’s never once been cleaned he looks like he’s just stepped out of the shop. This is both a measure of the overly loving and protective child I was and the OCD fuelled adult that I’ve since become…

8. Woody, he so lovely and friendly and very loyal what more could you ask for 🙂

9. A wooden sausage dog toy that made a click clacking noise when I pulled it along….then someone pinched it from our garden… and I have been scarred ever since!!!

10. I loved Sindy, I had one that was the best because she had brown hair and she was married to my Paul doll. They were so much better than barbies as they looked more realistic and Paul was so much better looking than Ken (ken looked so old).

11. My oggy a brown and white dog with a spring for a tail with a red ball on the end,4 red wheels and a red string i loved it so much its wheels fell of and i nearly took my eye out when the red ball fell off his tail, my Dad stuck a ping pong ball on but it was never the same. Called oggy because i couldn’t pronounce my D’s.Think my mum still has him somewhere

12. I had a dolly when I was a kid that I was obsessed with washing her hair and it all fell out so she was bald in a kind of Sinead O’Connor way – although not so fetching as she had holes all over her plastic head. I think I still have in the house. 30 odd years later, my daughter has her in her room.

13. My sweet sweet Flatsy doll. These were made in the late sixty’s and i would only have been about 4. Filly Flatsy doll is about 4 inches tall (hee hee still have her) she is flat and dressed as a cow girl with beautiful long flowing flaming red hair. She came in a picture frame with a flat cardboard rocking horse that sadly got lost. Filly has been played with by both my daughters but loved the most by my 7 year old who know just how precious she is.

14. I had an Emu puppet, and got into so many scrapes imitating Rod Hull. I fell down the stairs once after pecking my brother.
    I still have it somewhere over 35 years later.
    I was mortified that I did not have the fake arm to go with it, and I remember once getting into trouble with my mother for taking the arm off a mannquin and putting it into our shopping trolley in a department store.

15. My favourite toy was “Clackers” strings on a ring with balls on the end that you whacked together!

16. My favourite toy was “Bambie”, it was blue with white spots.

17. My favourite toys were our house and the various furniture in it, whether it was turning my mattress into a slightly dangerous slide down the stairs, discovering the beanbag down the stairs was a step too far or recovering from the bruises after sliding down the stairs in a sleeping bag!

    Also building dens out of the sofa, sheets and various chairs or pretending that the wicker furniture in the conservatory was a flying saucer – Brilliant.

18. My fav childhood toy has to be Big Trak!

19. My cuddly Bagpuss. Snuggly and cuddly and he made a yawning sound. I also loved the show

20. My favourite toy when I was a kid was a robotic toy that me and my dad built together! It had 3 wheels, and a microphone / touch sensitive probe pointing off the front, and whenever it heard a loud bang, or drove into something, it reversed itself and started going in another direction! This was a pretty cool toy almost 20 years ago, and well ahead of its time, and it was great to have something that me and my dad could build together! I still have this saved somewhere for when I have kids of my own!!

21. My favourite toy was something I made myself out of one leg of my mum’s tights. You could use this in several ways 1) put a bouncy ball in the foot of the tights (tight?) and then stand against a wall and bounce the ball from side to side moving your legs and arms for a bit of variety 2) as a weapon, again with the ball – a sort of sling shot which you threw at your enemy’s feet at speed and hopefully you would see them land face first in the dirt with their feet bound tightly together by your mum’s hosiery. 3) alternatively you could just wrap the tight leg around your head and pretend to be Rambo (was he invented then? We are talking the sixties you know). Happy days

22. For me it was my Big Trak.

    I was devastated when my little sister broke it, pulling off the wheels and snapping the axles.

    Luckily my dad was pretty good at making things, and he crafted some new wooden axles for it, then bolted it all back together.

    It finally died in 2007, not bad for something that was nearly 30 years old.

23. Tiny tears. She was like a real baby to me….AArghh !!!!!!!

24. My favourite thing was just being outside. I grew up on a farm and we played in the mountain behind the house. We called it ‘The Rocks’. Every stick, stone and leaf was a toy in a wild world that was built through intense imagination and constant play. The lichens crunched under our feet and were the ‘The Rocks’ hair, the huge stones formed a cauldron or jail, the lookout was a stage and a speakers corner. The cedar with their thick and cradling branches that were easily climbed became our bedrooms. Over years of playing we tread paths through the brush that no adult could penetrate without crawling. It was a child’s ultimate playground.

    And, on rainy days when we could not go outside we turned the furniture upside down and inside out until we re-made in essence what we had outside.

25. My Tiny Tears doll. I adored her. My sister had Teaney Tiny Tears but she wasent a patch on my baby!.

26. my favourite toy was without a doubt polly pockets (the original tiny ones). money was tight when i was young, and having 2 brothers and 2 sisters ment that most of my toys were hand me down, but one year my parents came into some money, and we all got great presents, i got 4 polly pocket sets. i couldnt believe my luck, all my friends at school had them, and i only had old barbies with arms missing, crazy hair, or pen all over. i was so proud of them, and never lost one single part. i played with them ever day, and took them everywhere with me.

27. My favourite toys was my rag doll that my mum knitted me, she used to make all the clothes for her too. She was one of a kind and my friends where so jealous that they could not have one. I think my puppy chew it up in the end lol.

28. My favourite toy is the one that helped me see a castle inside a cardboard box, or breathe life into a felt puppet I sewed together, or join me on a desert cycle ride over quarry tracks, or unerringly guided my hand when laying the foundations of a mud river system, or crept out from underneath the bed sheets at night and painted the pages of a book I was reading with amazing scenes.

    I never gave up on that toy, it is with me still. What a wonderful gift an imagination is.

29. I had a scalectric set which I really loved. Think it may still be in the attic!

30. A la carte kitchen – where my haute cuisine days begun!

31. My brother and I absolutely loved our Knight Rider telephones. We threaded them between our rooms and were always chatting away on them when we should have been in bed. Strange really as when we had the opportunity to actually play together in person it almost inevitably resulted in physical violence.

32. i used to have a womble which i used to hold its nose at bed time, its nose eventually fell off but it got sewn back on!

33. A squeaking Sweep handpuppet. It used to drive the dog (and my parents) insane. That’s why our kids don’t get toys that make annoying sounds.

34. It was a picture not a toy about 10×6 inch of the original Queen Mary circa 1937 with some of the parts done in coloured silver paper.It went from house to house with me for years till like the story I went to university

35. One of my favourite toys were my cousin’s hand-me-down scalextric! It didn’t work very well and I had the most fun trying to get it to work, this was usually done using tinfoil and patience….but it was always worth it in the end!

36. My favourite toy was a Gonk called Bonk, due to the fact I was alway hitting people (gentle) over the head with it.
    The name still raises a snigger today but for diffrent reasons…

37. My fav toy was my football!

38. I had a rabbit in a dress that i had since birth. I called him Wayne! My mum had to sneak him out from me on a night to was him as i was so attached. In my dads speech on my wedding day guess who made an appearance? Very embarassing, poor Wayne has lost his eyes now and is very threadbare but it was still good to see him

39. I begged for and recived a “Secret Sam Super Spy Briefcase” of santa in the late 60s. Besides everything The Man from UNCLE could only dream about it contained a hidden camera! you took a picture through a hole in the side of the case by pressing a secret button on the carrying handle, so off i went with my mother to the local Boots were mum bought me a 12 exp 126 film we loaded it up and promptly took 12 pictures of shoppers legs and the lower shelves of the afore mentioned store…well I was only 3ft tall at the time and totally innocent.

40. Barbie – I loved doing her hair and making her dresses.

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