This week, LB shifted his attention to scrap metal. A break from Irish lorries but with worse sound effects on youtube. He also came back from his dad’s with a toolkit containing a hammer and screwdriver.
Last night, there was a terrible crashing noise upstairs. He’d put his die cast models (some limited edition) in a pile and was hammering the screwdriver into them.
“Whoa! Stoppit LB! What are you doing?????”
“Making scrap metal Mum.”
“Well you gotta stoppit matey. Now!”
“Because I said so! You’ll ruin them!”
“Blimey,” I said to Rich, sitting back downstairs, “Model enthusiasts would be weeping if they saw that…”
Then I started wondering why he should stop bashing them.