Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Mrs Peacock hit Professor Plumb with a hammer.....
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Is this it Lollipop. I've never heard of that one.
Last edited by granny; 23rd Jul 20169:33am.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Many people had these in the late 1950's. Seeing it as a child had no impact, only that it was a cute bit of equipment. Looking at it now, pretty horrendous.
Last edited by granny; 23rd Jul 20169:45am.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
You can get micro Simons now. Hand held. Wouldn't be the same thought would it ? A great game for a family, no one could fall out .
There was one of these glass feeding bottles in our house, which we used to play with for our dollies. I assume mum used it for us as babes. A teat on both ends. Maybe less wind. I bet Beethoven remembers them !
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle
You can get micro Simons now. Hand held. Wouldn't be the same thought would it ? A great game for a family, no one could fall out .
There was one of these glass feeding bottles in our house, which we used to play with for our dollies. I assume mum used it for us as babes. A teat on both ends. Maybe less wind. I bet Beethoven remembers them !
No Granny, that's the first thing posted that I can't remember seeing before. My mam used to cut the end off one of the fingers in a Marigold glove to feed us.