the class-o-matic

A thousand years ago .... when I was but a wee lad, these were my toys. Not literally - but toys more or less like these ones, kept us all amused in the rain, flashlight under the blankets, through the flu and the terrors of visiting relatives.

Our toys were always a starting point, and placed firmly in the dirt the game began, the fantasy unfolding around us. They were mostly made of tin, some were lead (this was in the days before enviromental impact studies) and the best tin toys, came in super fantastic colorful boxes. These wonders, were carried to the birthday table by our favorite uncles, or saved for - shilling, by shilling.

No wires or infra-red, no sub-dermal cortical implants or version centric 124 bit operating systems. We didn't need them, We had our own.

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