Having done a lot of research (I Googled once), I have discovered that the below image would have been right about the time that I was a kid. A Womble-loving kid. And yet I have no recollection of ever visiting the Womble Grotto on The Moor in Sheffield.
Why on earth not?
I’m guessing that the J Sainsbury sign is obscuring the actual Womble you would get to meet. The thought of going along to a Womble Grotto and then meeting John Sainsbury – who by that time would have been dead for almost 50 years – doesn’t really seem all that appealing.
I need to chat to my Dad and find out why I was never taken to the local Womble Grotto. To me, this seems like a massive dereliction of parenting duties.