Should I feel Guilty...
Despite being a big hairy thirty-something bloke, I'm not afraid to admit having had a favorite teddybear as a kid - A giant (3.5' ish) Panda I had named 'Bungle'

Fast forward to my late teens, and I realise that despite not caring for many years, I couldn't remember where I'd left my beloved old bear....and out of curiosity I ask my mother if she's seen him. She admits to having donated him to a local hospital a year or so previous (along with some other toys) as I was clearly 'too old for teddys now'. Grrrrrr....

Quite why I freaked out as much as I did I'm not sure... but riddled with guilt my mum returned to the hospital, where the dog eared and much loved bear was STILL there, being played with by, I can only imagine, small bald children at deaths door.

She stole the donated toy BACK from the sick children and returned it to me... and soon after he moved to the attic to take up permanent residence.

Reading this QOTW reminded me of bungle... I never collected him when we moved house. I wonder if he's still there.... and if I can convince my mom to try some B and E.....:)
(Poombah the destroyer where did tutt and dth go, Wed 20 Aug 2008, 6:20, 3 replies)

Ha!
A 'dog in the manger' classic there.

You should be very proud.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 20 Aug 2008, 9:22, closed)

Jeez
I hope you washed it - some kid might have got cancer on it or something.
(Mr. In-Between has regretted posting this ever since, Wed 20 Aug 2008, 10:47, closed)

Benzocaine and Ecstasy?
Great combination!
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Wed 20 Aug 2008, 13:13, closed)