It’s funny how my mind works on a tangent. It drives my boys crackers. I expect them to keep up if I change tack. After all it make sense to me.
The other day I saw a picture of a vintage clock on a social media site. It was nothing like my Noddy alarm clock from my childhood but it sparked something in my long term memory. I went on in search of it on Ebay. There were lots of examples. This is it.
The clock was made by Smiths from the fifties to the seventies. I think he was a Christmas present when I was very wee. I wonder if it’s still at my Mum and Dad’s house but I’m not sure if I’d give it house room now. I recall it has a very loud tick and I’m a light sleeper without any help. What I remember most though was the moving head of the main character. He was indeed Noddy!