It occurred to me at 5.00 this morning , it’s been a long time since my dolls have actually been precious to me
I mean , they really mean a lot
My Childhood Sasha , she’s always been with me , my constant companion
Then she was joined by a couple of waifs .. my orders began to switch from Blythe and ball joint dolls
And I was happy with it … a chance customer , who became friend I introduced me to a Sasha group
Again I was curious , interested another joined my collection
Then I went to Southam .. I mean a Sasha gathering in the next village
I had to go … oh I had a delightful time … that’s when I saw the old Gotz girls and Velvet
No Navels oh my days … that was it … that was the turning point I think
Slowly over the past few months , my doll collection that I’ve not been interested in in years has gone , and a few select Sashas have moved in … ok I’m in double figures
I’m not planning on more … not now
I really have my dream girls … and boys
Red head … a red head that I’ve not met yet … I will know her when I see her
I think I need to document them better
So I remember their names
Poppy and Rose the 2 early Gotz
Camellia repainted , rerooted no navel