When I was about 6yrs old my mother made a fairy outfit for a doll she’d bought which had come in a yellow mac and wellies. It was a surprise for me and she left it next to my bed on Christmas morning.
She was dressed in a blue and green tutu with a silver crocheted crown and silver wings. I was told she’d flown in through the window.
Apparently, sometime later, I found the mac and wellies and realised that Mum had made her and she hadn’t flown in through the window after all!
But I adored my fairy doll all the same.