We all have childhood memories of gifts we were given. Some gifts were coveted while others made us cringe. I love to hear stories of childhood gifts and who better to ask than my favourite bloggers?
Sasha is a head-shrinker, music nutter, wine guzzling, Mama-type. A hoarder extraordinaire, with the art of procrastination down to a fine art. Dr. Phil’s alter-ego. With hair. And a potty mouth. She blogs over at From the Left Field, waffling about kids, parenting, self-help, and Disney movies. Her honest posts have me nodding my head along every time. They also make me realise I’m not as crazy as I think I am and that we’re all in this together when it comes to “the busyness of stuff”!
Sasha’s choice of favourite childhood gift is a real blast from the past. A character I’m sure you’ll remember (and it’s not this giant Rainbow Brite doll)…
What was your favourite gift you were given as a kid or teen?
That’s a toughie! There’s so many cool things I remember growing up, but hands down the one that springs to mind first is my Con the Fruiterer doll. Yes. The dude from The Comedy Company. Yes, I was an interesting child. Sure, I could go all nostalgic, or heartfelt, but Con was da bomb.
Who gave it to you?
Well, that has an interesting story too! Con was given to me by ‘Santa’, but Santa hid all my Christmas presents in the spare room, and my Mum was very explicit on not going into the spare room. Telling a child not to go into a room is like telling a dog not to lick its nether-regions: impossible and you’re just asking for trouble. So of course I snooped, found my main man Con, and then low and behold Con appeared in my Santa sack. I kept that secret for decades. I was wily like that.
How old were you?
I was six or seven. There were talking Kylie Mole dolls too, but I was all about Con.
Do you still have Con?
I wish! Alas I pulled Con’s talking string so much he died out. Nothing creepier than hearing a doll speak in a slurred Greek accent “Couple-a daaaaaaaaays”. Being the hoarder I am, I’m sure I stored it at my Pop’s house, but we discovered he took it upon himself to empty everything out of his shed, without checking with us, when we moved away. That was a dark day. Almost as dark as the day our pet dog ate my Alf doll (that’s a whole other gift story!).
Is Con something your kids would play with now?
Knowing my quirky cherubs? Probably. They’d be mimicking his voice, and then they’d probably ad-lib some inappropriate responses, laugh, undress him and then leave him under the bed for our dog to snuggle with. Demoralising really for poor Con.
Any other details or special memories of this gift?
I’m not sure that anything can beat 80’s toys. Kids today are missing out, with their fandangled technology and stuff.
She’s not wrong there! A big thank you to Sasha for sharing her memories of Con and super cute flashback photo. I’m sure there will be many people rather jealous of that extra large Rainbow Brite doll too!
Were you a Comedy Company fan?
Can you remember any famous Con the Fruiterer quotes?