This morning on the DLR I saw a little boy with his plastic toy hammer. Nothing else - just a hammer (and his Mum - no worries, he wasn't just by himself!).
He made me smile. And I was thinking of simpler times. When having a toy hammer with you, was all you needed really.
Well, to be honest, I don't think I ever had a hammer... but it's probably the equivalent of my barbie doll.
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