Dear Uncle Bearsac
Please help me. My owner has acquired the knowledge I’m worth money and wants to sell me, I thought he loved me, but it seems he only sees me through his pound-sign-eyes these days. There I was sitting on his lap in front of the telly, all comfy like, watching one of those antique programs – you know, the one with the over-tanned man – next thing he was jumping up and down squealing in delight and was on the phone to an antique dealer friend of his.
Apparently, the button in my ear and my age, nearly 100, makes me worth loads of lolly. I’m in good nick seeing as I’ve had 3 previous owners, all who loved me and could not bear to be parted from me. My current owner’s mum, granddad and great granma – who owned me before – are dead now, so they cannot save me. I don’t want to leave my friends and I would miss my owner even though I see now, he doesn’t love me.
What can I do?