That 70's Show]
At the London Science Museum, Oliver picks out a toy car from the gift shop, an early 70's era British Ford Escort, the sort my mother used to drive (canary yellow). I tried directing him toward the E-Type but to no avail.
True either to the era or British manufacturing, or both, the car instantly started to disintegrate. Bumper had gone by the time we returned home, followed by the (single) wing mirror and rear tail light. Now the chassis has sunk, sticking the back wheels, and the rear windscreen is poking out. Given the 70s-style gloom that's decended, it feels strangely comforting that Oliver has embraced it so enthusiastically.
In that very same shop (the only shop I take my 3-year old niece to and call it the toy shop so she doesn't suspect it's educational) my niece lunged at the space shuttle! Nothing else would do. I am so proud of her. And when we got home we made a docking station for it. In lego.