It's time for another skip down memory lane...
This is my childhood teddy bear.
I am aware that he looks about 100 years old and not his actual age; he is in his fresh, mid twenties :-)
He was a gift from my grandparents and they bought him at Christmas from John Martins, Adelaide in the early nineties. His name is Marty Bear.
He was and is very loved.
This month, on our op shop visit, I discovered a very, special friend for dear Marty Bear.
His twin brother.
In mint condition.
It made me glad to reminisce a little. Seeing MartyBear2 reminded me of my relationship with my late grandparents, there was a lot of love there.
These sweet brothers have some catching up to do.