I don’t know how many of you is familiar with the Moomin Family, the lovely, inspiring creation of the late Tove Jansson, a Finnish Swedish artist-writer. The family, while being very caring, loving and accepting of each other is also rather anarchistic, and while Moominmamma is an idealistic depiction of a mother is many ways (her legendary handbag contains anything one may need) is too is a rebel. Once, when she need some time to be just by herself, she disappears for days leaving the family to survive on their own. But not before making sure there is enough food, jam in particular (you can’t have pancakes without jam!), in the pantry and leaving helpful notes around the house. She is the most comforting and reassuring figure in the history of literature.

But not this Mama. I found her in the museum centre of Vapriikki in Tampere early this year. It’s the place to visit with their numerous museums and exhibitions (anything from Finnish civil was to the ice hockey hall of fame). One of the museums is the toy museum with their exhibition called “Aika leikkiä” (officially “Time to Play” but could also be translated “Quite/What a Play”). They had this old Moominmamma-toy from the 1950s. Not so reassuring as you would expect. In fact, quite scary with its big staring eyes. Would not have liked to have HER as toy siting on my shelf when I was little. No, mam.