I loved my grandmother most when she told me she'd buy me an 'Archibald Ormsby-Gore' if I pass my HAT and get into that place. 
'The bear that sits above my bed
A doleful bear he is to see;
From out his drooping pear-shaped head
His woollen eyes look into me.
He has no mouth, but seems to say:
'They'll burn you on the Judgement Day.''
John Betjeman