Until the oil runs out and we end up in a radioactive wasteland wrestling with giant cyber-rats, people will love collecting nonsenses. This old shit might actually be worth something though.
Ah, christmas morning when you're a kid. Waking up at 5am, running downstairs, ignoring your Dad in a santa outfit and opening... someone else's bike? WTF? The Saboteurs share their memories...
Taking you on a tour of the world's biggest and boldest toy shops, where children never go home empty handed, and parents always go home empty-walleted.
The screams of devastated children who have just had Christmas ruined feeds the ancient cantarion demon that controls all toy companies, which is why you get products like some of the abominations here....
Artist Alan Sailer has a penchant for blowing apart everyday things at the seams and we find watching dolls heads filled with gelatine blow up strangely distrubing...
Smashing nostalgia with a miniature car flying off the table. Drive like grandma and you're a winner. Live for the moment and push the pedal to the metal and it's curtains. What kind of a lesson is that to a child?
Like Gollum finding a ring, or Arthur finding Excalibur, I happened upon an old pogo stick that for a fleeting period became my transport of choice around the highways and byways of my area.
With Robinson Crusoe in our ears and an Action Man in our hand, we're getting nostalgic for yesteryear and reclaiming our youth one Doctor Who giant maggot at a time.