h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Oh no - bad memories.

I must have received an average of one airfix plane a year, and I always managed to make an complete a**e of it...

DG

Surely you jest! Wheels which went round on an airfix plane? I just don't believe such things were ever meant to be. If you did get it to happen, you're probably a witch.

Transformers were ace, until the movie came out, at which point they started making lots of crappy ones with stupid names (I mean, RODimus Prime? Come ON). My wee brother had Megatron, who changed into a gun perfect for playing "Take Your Dead Shots, You Cheat", (the local version of any war-type game).

Ahh yes, those bubble wrap thingies. My sister is addicted to those as well. Anyone remember in Red Dwarf where a guy sold big ones painted red and with the word RELAX written on them? And in the movie Dude, Where´s My Car there´s a group of geeks walking around in suits made out of it

I also liked the Master´s of the Universe figures.

This`ll date me but I still get a lump in my throat when I recall unwrapping my Johnny 7 (Xmas 1968).

Red

I also guess I forgot to mention this, I loved board games when I was little. I have 27 or so from x-mas and birthdays. I think I´ll visit that Ravensburger park that has been made, just to show my gratitude.

Wow - Johnny 7 was cool! As were Sekadon guns. But best of all were Dinky and Corgi cars.

Worthy of a mention, though not a favourite by any means, is the game called "Operation".
This was a, frankly, frightening game where you had to pull body parts out of a grinning man. Armed with a pair of tweezers, you would attempt to extract, e.g. the "funny bone" without touching any of the sides of the funny bone's tiny cut-out container located in the grinning man's upper arm. If- no..., when- you touched the side with the tweezers, there was a loud buzzing noise and the man's nose lit up. This Always Happened... without fail. I do not know of anyone who could remain interested enough to actually gain the years of practice required to extract any of the tiny plastic internal organs. The game was usually left on top of a wardrobe, where the battery would die gratefully, and it would sit in silence until, years later, it would terrify the wits of some poor soul who had decided to have a good tidy.

The batteries would ususally leak and involve your dad having to clean the game if you wanted to play. How about Pop-up-pirate? Or the all time favourite in our house was when my brother and I asked for a Scalextrix. Boy did we get a guddun.

Oh yes, Scalextrix. I still have a set in the loft - bought a big box of it for a fiver (just after I got married). It's totally wasted on children.