Prose Fiction A Special Object 03/01/2016 Share The LoveClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related #childhood#early days#luke otley#object#school#special#toy#writing Post navigation ← The year I tasted coffee Yard → 4 thoughts on “A Special Object” hope your cudderly rabbit has travelled with you to this day. Reply ↓ Rabbit lives on. I just realised how unimaginative his name is Reply ↓ I found it sweet. I too named my animals with simple descriptions, red-haired doll, Koala… there was chaos around me so that must have been the reassuring thing to do. That’s so adorable. Reply ↓ Talk to me Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Basic HTML allowed.