SOJ
Sith Lord
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My mum had the old photo albums out today showing my son pictures of me as boy. While having a flick through myself I found this
It's me in my grandparents house Christmas '83 with the greatest gift I ever received. I had opened it mere minutes prior to the photo, look at those minty chin guns
I remember being in Makro in Acton with my Grandad prior to this and seeing the AT AT on display in a hoth setting with Luke hanging from the bottom on his grappling hook with snowspeeders attacking. He must of noted my excitement.
My grandad will be gone 9 years in August and I miss him everyday. I don't think he'll ever know what that gift meant to me. I already had many Star Wars toys by then but something about walker just made such an impression on me, I played that thing to death.
I still have it and had to buy several parts for it once I got back into collecting. I even got a box for it from Iain for fiver back in September last year. It is one my favourite items and knowing something grandad Brian bought me 30 odd years ago is part of a collection I continue today is a great feeling.
I often get asked why I collect and never have clear answer in my head. But in truth it's not for financial gain and never has been, I hate letting anything go. It's the connection to past, to a magical time in my life when the world of Star Wars was made tangible by some moulded plastic. I'll never be able to fully recapture that feeling of excitement when I opened that Walker but everytime the postman delivers a parcel or I walk into the hall at FF I get a hint of it.
Star Wars is forever.
It's me in my grandparents house Christmas '83 with the greatest gift I ever received. I had opened it mere minutes prior to the photo, look at those minty chin guns
I remember being in Makro in Acton with my Grandad prior to this and seeing the AT AT on display in a hoth setting with Luke hanging from the bottom on his grappling hook with snowspeeders attacking. He must of noted my excitement.
My grandad will be gone 9 years in August and I miss him everyday. I don't think he'll ever know what that gift meant to me. I already had many Star Wars toys by then but something about walker just made such an impression on me, I played that thing to death.
I still have it and had to buy several parts for it once I got back into collecting. I even got a box for it from Iain for fiver back in September last year. It is one my favourite items and knowing something grandad Brian bought me 30 odd years ago is part of a collection I continue today is a great feeling.
I often get asked why I collect and never have clear answer in my head. But in truth it's not for financial gain and never has been, I hate letting anything go. It's the connection to past, to a magical time in my life when the world of Star Wars was made tangible by some moulded plastic. I'll never be able to fully recapture that feeling of excitement when I opened that Walker but everytime the postman delivers a parcel or I walk into the hall at FF I get a hint of it.
Star Wars is forever.
