|Surprise! Lamby Pie arrives in the post!|
Now the tale of Lamby Pie is one of treachery and woe. It begins with treachery, for she was technically my cousin's Easter basket present but as my mother told me I had my eye on Lamby the moment I saw her. So I stole her. Somehow I secreted her away and to my immense relief my cousin graciously let me keep her. I was after all a mere toddler at the time and thus a creature of impulse. Lamby Pie and I were inseparable. I had to take her everywhere. She was my precious and it was love written in the stars. Then came the fateful day she disappeared; we never conclusively discovered what happened to her but it was finally decided that my mother had accidentally thrown her out with this heavy (and hideous) flowered wallpaper that had been removed from our livingroom. The last time I recalled seeing Lamby Pie was that day, playing with her on the livingroom floor as the strips of paper fell down around us. My mother has been racked with guilt ever since, even though it was I who had let her out of my sight that day. Indeed, Mom has looked for that lamb for 32 years in flea markets, tag sales, etc. Long after I quit caring, she kept looking. And I must confess I cried today when Lamby arrived. It was like a teeny tiny missing piece of myself was restored. I know that sounds silly but... well, perhaps my mother said it best when she mused that finding that toy after all these years was a confirmation that there is always hope: hope that things will get better, hope that dreams you gave up on long ago can still come true and that things you thought were lost forever can be regained. Oh I know that it is near-impossible, unlikely that this is the same Lamby Pie I loved to bits at age 3 but I choose to think it is. I want to believe it is. I want to believe that somehow she fought her way out of the wallpaper bag and went on a grand adventure, that she sallied forth, a fluff-filled Odysseus on the long journey home.
As it turns out, I am not the only one who fell crazy cuckoo in love with Lamby. She has a bit of a cult following and is a semi-rare collectible. I think the fact that so few decent-looking Lamby Pies pop up on the market is a testament to how beloved she was by the children who owned her. I am fortunate that my Lamby came freshly-laundered and with reasonable wear and tear, no more. Her button eyes are a little scratched and her plastic nose is faded but she is nicely intact and clearly has been well-cared for. While I hope you enjoyed my story, my main motivation for posting today is to share my find with other Lamby Pie fans & collectors. My understanding is that tracking down the production details for Lamby Pie can be a bit difficult so here are pictures and some more information. Enjoy!
|This is Lamby Pie's official tag. Lamby was manufactured by the Knickerbocker Toy Company. KTC is a fave of many collectors and you can pull up several eBay entries under "Knickerbocker Toys".|
|Lamby Pie was part of Knickerbocker's "Animals of Distinction" line. A rabbit named Honey Bunny was another popular toy in the collection.|
|Lamby Pie's most distinct feature is the blue sweater with pink letters.|
|But I think it is the adoring, and yes I daresay hopeful, expression on Lamby Pie's face that has made this little lamb so beloved!|