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I remember when I was a kid, my brother and me had a huge area with a model train on it. It was like 5 by 3 meters, completely filled with train tracks, small houses, a lake, buildings, a park, a mountain with a train tunnel, ...

It took us years to gradually build this (with the help of dad of course, I think he liked it also :) ). We could spend hours improving the setup (paint a new house or so) or just play with running the trains in it.

I remember the brand of the train was Marklin. Too bad I don't have any pictures of it. Now, the traintracks are just in boxes in my parents house.

Found this pic on the net :

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So, what was your favorite toy when you were a kid? Any special stories about it?

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i got lots of barbies and other dolls but i rarely play them .. i don't like to play alone ( my brothers didn't be companions ) so that i had to play super hero models like super man spider man Ultraman and so forth ..

most of the time we play video game .. like Mario ,Contra , and those oldie games :lol:

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A card board box.

a cardboard box ... i'll tell thee lad ye were lucky thee could afford a cardboard box !!

FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:

Cardboard box?

THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:

Aye.

FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:

You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.

SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:

Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!

THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:

Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.

FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:

Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:

And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they won't believe you.

ALL:

They won't!

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