Jellycat. My childhood teddybear. He started off with fluffy, soft golden fur but as a result of taking him everywhere with me he became slightly worn.
Through the ages, he was dressed as Spiderman, Santa Claus, a doctor and a baby. He put up with being thrown and sat on and painted and squashed. He’s been to France, Belgium, Italy, Australia, England and to Singapore. He’s a well-travelled bear.
Jelly was given to me by my grandmother when I was a baby and he’s still sitting on my bed.