Aneirin
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No,... not the sexual/sensual play kind of toy.
What was your favorite toy when you were growing up?
I hated dolls, but loved Barbie. However she was not my favorite toy.
My godmother always used to bring me things that no one else considered. One year it was colorforms, the next an art kit. But my favorite toy really was not a toy, it was a bank.
It was one of those tin banks that had action if you inserted a coin. This one was about 12x12x8. It was a cute scene of the three bears. When the coin was inserted, the baby bear would clap and watch as the papa bear did some fishing in the painted hollowed out pond. The end of his fishing rod had a small magnet which picked up the small fish in the pond. Then his body would swing over to where momma bear stood, with frying pan in hand. The magnet in the pan must have been stronger since the fish often ended up in the pan. Her body would swivel over to the fire to cook the fish.
I would bet if I still had that toy it would be worth a bundle. I have looked for it over the years on Ebay but havent seen anything as elaborate as that bank. I wish I could find another. It was my favorite most memorable toy from childhood.
What was yours?
Lego, I had nothing else, lego provided me with what I needed to make everything else.
I flew a few times from Billund airport in Danmark and right at the end of the runway was Lego bricks but on a very large scale, so from the air they looked like the Lego bricks I remember from my youth. The Lego factory I understood was near to the airport.
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RE: What was your favorite toy? - 
(to this day I swear my twin brother always let them loose!) 
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granny used to read me from it at times when I stayed at her house) as well as mother nature 
when I was 5 we moved into our own house and extended that one and gosh did I love it as a kid to play in that mud...(still get told at times, such as this year in january on mums 60s birthday, how I messed up myself from top to toe from one tiny mud pud on the drain-thingy at the street....that despite it being a very sunny day, I discovered that tine muddy area and used it to the fullest possible extend 
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