I spent most of today packing to come back to Southampton for uni, and considering I had to bring back more than I had taken home at the start of the break, it took a while to get it all done. In the midst of this, I thought I’d pack a few more novels, and some other bits and bobs from over the years. I don’t know why, but I guess I was feeling sentimental about it.
And that’s when I saw him. He was just sat there, looking in fairly good condition considering I hadn’t seen him for so long. The ‘he’ I’m referring is the teddy I mentioned in one of my previous blog posts. Finding him actually made my day (even though the person who gave it to me had forgotten they had).
For all who are wondering what he looks like, let me introduce you to Mr Cuddles, my first ever Tatty Teddy from my first ever best friend.