I begged my parents for a Popple, and I ended up with Pancake. I didn’t know it was pancake though until today when I researched the history again. I loved my Popple, flipping her inside out to keep her warm in her pouch at night time.
She has stayed with my since childhood, though I’m not entirely sure why or how she has, but when we were clearing the loft a little while ago, I found her in a bag of soft toys. I think I must have let 18yo have her for a little while when she was younger, and now 6yo is enjoying her.
In fact 6yo does like to devote most of her attention to one stuffed toy at a time, depending on what the favourite of the day or week will be. At the moment it’s Pancake that she is taking everywhere with her.
I’m impressed at how well she still looks considering she’s over 25 years old.
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