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