Oh lord won't you buy me...

As a child all I ever wanted was a pony. But no matter how much I begged and I pleaded, I got nothing more than a stinky wooden rocking horse from the Salvos.

I still don't have a pony. But thankfully, Hamb have manged to conjure up a cute little tee to feel the void. Thirty-odd years later I can finally move on...