By golly!

Dear Diary,

Today, at morning tea time, Vati and I met up with a man and his doll in the town near our village.  Mahi, a local resident, came with Charlie, his constant companion. Vati had invited them to the cafe so I could meet Charlie.
Mahi told us that his father died about 15 years ago and the death left him very sad.  He missed his father terribly and he was very lonely.  A short while after the funeral, the manager of one of the local thrift shops told Mahi that she had something which might interest him.  She gave him a shoe box and inside was a Golly.  The doll had been untouched in the box for a long time.  When Mahi saw the doll, it was in his words, "love at first sight".  He named the doll Charlie and they went home together.  They have been together ever since.  But don't let size fool you - Mahi told me that definitely Charlie is the boss!
Charlie is about 69 years old (I'm 74 so we're contemporaries) and in wonderful condition for his age!     Mahi d…

Last doll standing

Dear Diary,
It's been a big surprise for us.  Instead of interest in our blog drying up once the final post was published, the number of daily visits continues, up to 97 visits in a day.  People keep coming to see what's here.  So, I'm going to do some postings from time to time and see what happens.

I am now the last remaining doll in our household.  Since I have only human company, I will have to adapt to living in a big people world.

I refused to leave the house until I had a pair of trousers to wear.  My friend Henry asked his mum to make some for me as a surprise.  One day, a parcel came in the post and inside was a pair of wonderful long pants!  You can see how handsome I look in them.
I don't know when I'll be back to write in my diary.  For now, I wish everyone much happiness.


Porky pig has the last word

Dear Diary,

Jesse: When I was a kid, I used to watch the Saturday morning cartoons, my favourite being Looney Tunes.  At the end of each programme, Porky Pig would stammer, "That's all folks!" marking the end of the best part of a Saturday morning.  I thought it was an appropriate way to start the blog post as this is the last entry I'll make in this diary.
Originally, I started this blog to showcase Adam and to counter the extremely negative comments I read on the internet about him.  Angelo, who used to have his own PictureTrail account, is a regular ham and wanted his time  again in the spotlight.  The thing grew from there into what it is today.
It's now come to the point that I have to call it quits because, quite frankly, I have nothing left to say.  I am not clever or creative; when I look at other doll blogs, I see that mine sadly pales in comparison.  I have looked down the well of inspiration and found it is empty.  I don't want to end up sinking into …

His lordship, lord todd wadley

Dear Diary,
Jesse:  About 25 years ago, in the age of paper books, I read a story about a famous woman and her boy doll.  I was totally taken with the story and I never forgot it.  In fact, it was to have a huge influence on my doll play and collecting.
A couple of years ago, I was thinking about the story and I wanted to find it again.  As advancing age and retreating memory does, I couldn't remember any names and I had many of the details mixed up and incorrect.  I remembered the basic story, however, so armed with sparse information, I began the current age Google Search.  It was a hard slog, going down many dead-ends because of my incorrect remembrance of facts and the scarcity of factual information.  I refused to give up and I kept trying all kinds of combinations of information until, at last I found what I was looking for.  Eureka!  This is an abbreviate story about Joe Corsairs and Lord Tod Wadley.  (The information is taken from various internet sites.)
Marion Barbara '…

A good night's sleep

Dear Diary,
Hans: Since arriving here, I've been sleeping in my chair which is like sleeping in an airplane seat, economy class.  No comfort and all bad sleep.  It didn't look like anyone was going to offer me any assistance so I decided to take matters into my own hands and go out in search of a bed.
The first bed I came across was Adam's.  I lay down to try it out.
The next bed I found was Angelo's.  Again, I gave it a test.
This wasn't going well.  There were no other beds to try.  
As I was sulking about having to sleep another night in the chair, a package arrived for me.  I was very surprised because no one had said anything about it and it wasn't my birthday.
This was indeed a mystery.  What could be coming for me all the way from France?  I hurriedly opened it.

Mein Vati must have decided that it was time for me to have my own bed.  Perfect timing as I had no intentions of another night sleeping in that chair. 
I found some antique embroidered silk doll bedding…

Mason - a boy story doll review

Dear Diary,
Jesse:  On 31 December 2016, I wrote a post about Boy Story, a doll company working to breakdown stereotypes regarding which genders are allowed to play with dolls.  Since then, I decided to go one step further and show my support of their efforts by purchasing one of their boy dolls, Mason.  Rather than ordering through the company's website, I bought the doll directly from one of the retailers which sell them.  It seemed to be a good way to show the retail market that people want this kind of doll.
Mason has been at my house, in his box, for quite a while now and I finally decided it was time to take him out of the box and to have a good look.  I'll share here my opinions on what I found.
The Box

The box is a nice presentation box with a book cover style lid. Inside the front cover are suggestions on how to play with Mason:

The back of the box talks further about the possibilities of play with Mason.

The Doll
Mason is an 18" doll, made along the lines of the generi…