This rather weird looking teddy bear is one of the many reasons why I miss Southampton; I’m not sure who he belonged to be it my dad, or one of my aunts, but he has always been in that house for as long as any of us can remember. What makes him even more unusual is that his freakishly large head and torso are practically solid, while his arms and legs are these puny little things. He can’t be manipulated into sitting up properly, and I doubt a small child could carry him anywhere, but it is for those reasons that I love him. And as sappy as this may sound, I always make sure to give him a cuddle whenever I visit. :)