Making Out in the Eighties

Growing up, I always wanted a real horse.  I used to spent hours drawing horses. I used to dream about having my very own pony.  I used to imagine what I'd name him and how I'd spend my time after school brushing his silky mane and plait his tail. 

I loved anything to do with horses, so when My Little Pony came on the market I wanted one! 

I'd spent ages combing the hair, washing the hair, re-combing the hair and the art was to keep the curl in the tail in tact.

It were a great wee Hasbro toy - small enough to hide in your school bag or pocket.  You could ALWAYS have your horse with you.  If your mum and dad were wealthy your Little Pony could have pretty transparent wings.