While delving back into my childhood I have been reminded of my Patch doll
I admired and envied her because she had straight hair
at a time when mine had started to frizz and wave uncontrollably.
Straight hair and a fringe was the required look and I went to terrible lengths to achieve this, including ironing it between sheets of brown paper.
How happy I would have been if ceramic hair straighteners had been invented.
Apart from a chic black ribbed sweater, the only clothes she possesses are a yellow plastic mac and sou'wester.