The Tale of Big Willy…

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During our trip out to Blackpool at the weekend we went inside the famous Coral Amusements. My mum was desperate to play the racehorse game that we played on day trips when I was in my teens and she was excited to find one right in the corner…

Fifteen minutes and about £15.00 later, both my mum and I had won several times and were given a choice of cuddly toys as prizes. As she wanted some to give to her beloved dogs when we got home, she chose a large and a small Om Nom from Cut the Rope.

It was then that we realised that we would have to carry the bloody things around for the rest of the day. Sh*t.

Luckily, the smaller one fit in my handbag, but the big one was so huge that my mum had no choice but to carry it round by its antennae. I found it hilarious, and she was quite self conscious about it after a while, particularly when children started to point it out.

“I feel like I’m carrying it by it’s willy!’ she kept saying.

And thus their names were born: Big Willy and Little Willy.

Throughout the day, Big Willy had several adventures…

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Enjoying the view from Central Pier

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Taking a selfie with me and mum

Even Little Willy joined in the fun at one point:

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Little Willy enjoying a cheeky drink at the station…

When we finally got home (after a two hour journey took three and a half hours), Big Willy met Max, my mum’s springer spaniel. Big Willy liked Max very much.

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Max meets Big Willy

However, it wasn’t reciprocated, and their brief relationship was over in a flash as he was shredded over the floor before moving onto Little Willy.

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Goodbye Big Willy…

Goodbye Big Willy. Goodbye Little Willy. It’s been emotional…

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30 thoughts on “The Tale of Big Willy…

  1. How funny! My son once won an enormous stuffed snake on a school band trip. It had its own seat on the bus- and I was not happy to see it when I saw him get off the bus with it.

    My dog considers it her duty to take apart all stuffed toys and return them to their original unconstructed pieces. 🙂

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