As a young inquisitive mind there was generally four things that were often on my Christmas and birthday lists. These were magic sets, chemistry sets, microscopes and anatomy models.  All perhaps indicative of burgeoning genius and a future Nobel Prize winner in the eyes of my parents. The reality of things was more likely than I was unusually morbid, liked blowing things up and was socially inept. That said, whilst I would like to believe that I’m a far more rounded individual these days, I am still drawn to such objects, especially when they’re as wonderful as these Lego sculptures by Jason Feeny.