I bought these walkie talkies at Wolfie's request, last time we went to a nearby petting zoo. God knows why such toys, with the cammo colours, were in their shop. Be that as it may, Wolfie thought they would make for a great addition to our crime/spy game and to our team's equipment. I didn't need much convincing: that game brings me back tomy own childhood. We already have walkie talkies, but they are fake ones, make-belief plastic stuff that are parts of a playset or another. But they proved not to be the greatest investment in our game. For once, batteries are not included: I will need to buy some. Then minutes after we got home, I managed to break the handle of one, so I will not be able to attach it to my belt. I remember when I was a child, we had various sets of walkie talkies, and they all broke very quickly. We should still be able to use these, once I get the batteries, but I will look for better quality ones and buy them for Wolfie's birthday. In the meantime, we can enjoy the "Secret War" game without them.
Thursday, 27 July 2023
Faulty Walkie Talkies
Labels:
childhood,
crime fiction,
enfance,
famille,
family,
games,
jeux,
littérature policière,
nostalgia,
nostalgie,
police,
spy fiction
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This confirms my suspicion that all toy walkie-talkies are cheap crap.
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