Toy cupboard

We didn't have a toy cupboard, or brooks and streams and hills, but we did have bomb sites

I never had a toy cupboard but my daughter had one in our home. Sadly, it is now just a cupboard to put things out of sight when visitors come! It does occasionally get emptied and tidied, but soon returns to its chaotic state.

Don't remember many toys. Wasn't a dolly kind of child. Books, books, books (with a shelf) and a beloved paintbox are my memories. I recollect a colour by numbers, a magic paint-book which coloured when water was applied and just regular coloured paper for me to use my natural talent - of which there was very little! I remember these simples pleasures with a great deal of joy even now.

No toy cupboard. Had a few, but enough toys. Made my dolls house and furniture out of cardboard boxes...and made my money out of the glossy old toilet paper and buttons for playing shops with. Happy as Larry!
I work in a charity shop and last week a lady brought in 4 sacks of her daughters soft toys as she had grown out them....we counted 72 fluffy animals!!!! We really live in a "throwaway" society.

I had a kind of walk in toy cupboard. It was huge but had a sloping roof so only a child could stand up in it. Perfect.

I had lots of dolls, the latest games and loads of books. Oh and heaps and heaps of stationary, which I have always loved. Writing books of every shape and size imaginable. Pens, pencils, rubbers (oh joy), sharpeners.... My late granddad used to be secretary of the local leek club so we always got the left over tickets and prize sheets to play with... heaven.

The Christmas just before I was 11 (1972) I got a real stereo record player together with 2 LP's ! How lucky I was.

We had dad's old van, for some reason the doors didn't work so the engine was removed and we went in and out through the bonnet and stored our swag in there. We had home built go cart and the great out doors, I had loads of books and the library and a succession of mad dogs. Bliss.

I had a large cupboard that you could walk into for my toys. I used to dream that they all woke up in the middle of the night and had their own play time

We had a large toy box, at least it seemed really large. Big enough to hide in. Everything had to go in there, and the lid must shut in case mum noticed! Then she would open it up and the fun would begin. She would throw out all our toys - sometimes even launch one down the hall if she was really angry. happy days!

There weren't many toys but I honestly don't remember where they were kept except on or under the bed. Dad made bookshelves so the books had a home at least.

My DGC's toys and games are in boxes and bags all over my house!! Maybe I should be more accepting of their phones and i pads. At least they don't take up much room!!

I never had a toy cupboard - our terraced house was not much bigger than a toy cupboard, but it managed to house a pram and various dolls, a dolls house, a desk made by my brother in law and - much to my mother’s displeasure - an electric train set. It was manageable to start with; but my dad would come home with various bits of extra rolling stock and track which meant that a large wooden base had to be provided for it, which took up a considerable amount of our tiny living room and had to be stowed away somewhere when not in use. Mother put her foot down in the end and my dad sold it, but in order to mollify me, he had to promise me a bike - I waited a long time for it though! Like some on here, my children’s toys had to be portable enough to go in MFO boxes as we moved from one military posting to the next. The less said about my grandson’s toy collection the better ?‍♀️!

No, didn’t have a toy cupboard, my toys ( very few) were kept in the bedroom on the floor, and apart from annuals, books came and went from the library.
Our DC all had a toy box though, and a bookshelf full of books.
DGC have what seems like whole rooms full of toys.

I don't remember having many toys.
Dad built a swing when I was about 8. An aunt in the USA sent me a really tall doll. At about 10 I got a bicycyle, adult size with wooden blocks on the pedals and I had to use a set of steps to launch myself.
At my grandmother's I had a blackboard and chalks.

On a Thursday night my father brought me the Girls Crystal and Bunty. My brother got Beano and Dandy.
The local library was also well used.

There were three of us and we shared the cupboard under the stairs. We each had a cardboard box with our toys in. The cupboard also contained a shelf for shoes and the polish box, the ironing board, and the vacuum cleaner.
What different lives we lived back then.

Like M0nica I travelled around so much any toys were small and easily packed. When we finally returned to UK I was no longer interested in toys but had loads of books.

We had a playroom which was, in fact. an cold unfurnished store room where we played when it was wet.

We had a huge field, with a big Brook and a little Brook, we had the hills just beyond the Brooks, a waterfall and woods - all shared with all the other kids in the village.

Nope. But we did have a beach, a wood, fields and a barn!

No, never had a toy cupboard. My dad was in the army and on my 21st birthday I calculated that I had had 21 'permanent' addresses.

I used to pride myself that I could get everything I owned into an old baked bean box from the grocers. Three dolls and half a dozen books I refused to be separated from.

At various times I did have a dolls house and a pram, but they rarely travelled with us to the next home.