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My favourite childhood gift was an old rocking horse my father bought for me. He bought it in the 1960s in kit form and being an antique restorer put it together and it stood proudly in my bedroom for years albeit without a stand. After a house fire the horse was put into storage, and suffered damage to his legs. Fast forward 40 odd years and after my father died my horse was rediscovered in his workshop in a very sorry state. I decided to find a restorer and he is now finished in all his glory. A real heirloom and good for another 100 years.
My favorite heirloom has very little financial value but great sentimental value for me. Its a piece of green slag glass which my grandmother used to hold open her kitchen door. As a child the play of lights within used to fascinate me. I often asked her for it and she always answered the same way - I could have it when she died.
She left me the slag glass - along with the entire contents of her house and jewellery. There were some very valuable antiques there and it started me off on the road to antique dealing. But I will always value the green glass most highly and its what I would grab if there was a fire and I had to run.
The pediatric OPD of a hospital where I used to work had a rocking horse. The sister of the departments had it lovingly restored. Sadly the little patients didn't appreciate him and pulled out his mane and tail. So he was put back into the storage room. So sad.
Also people used to make and donate hand knitted toys to the department but they could not be used as they had no CE labels to ensure they were safe 
This is my childhood champion. He's over a,foot tall and made of a heavy metal.
I had to go into hospital with appendicitis when I was four (in 1948) and my father brought him in "to look after you in hospital". I completely trusted in him and all these years later he stands on the mantelpiece watching over me.
(Actually he needs a good clean.)
Here is Monty the monkey. The outfit he's wearing was knitted secretly by my mother for a doll I was getting for Christmas. The doll is long gone but Monty lives on in a drawer in a Kallax unit in my bedroom. I toy with the idea of the Repair Shop but I would hate being on TV.
I have two little chairs I had as a child both from around late 1940s and a teddy I remember choosing mid 1950s in a shop window
I picked the mummy size out of Daddy,Mummy or the Baby bear, she’s still in quite good condition.
He is beautiful Foxglove. Did you take him to The Repair Shop? 
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