In the last few years, adults have increasingly been collecting toys. I am clearly one of these with my obsession for Lego, but it doesn’t stop there. I have written about other toys that I have picked up from charity shops. The most memorable one is of a Japanese tin-toy duck. If I was to speak for others, I would say there is a mix of nostalgia and a little bit of holding onto being young. I am happy to get modern toys, too. Some things just attract me. This might be due to colour, humour, tone, memories or even just because I like it!
I have just gotten my hands on all but one of the plushie Hey Duggie characters. If you haven’t seen it before, it is aimed at very young children with the aim to teach Whitby lessons through the happenings of a group leader and his young subjects. For me, this is about the colours and the great humour that is slid underneath. The overarching narration from Alexander Armstrong, just makes it even funnier.
You can look at this and think it’s childish or pointless, but as a display piece, they are the cutest and fill a shelf space with a bright glow. I just need to find Norrie, now, the little mouse that is the voice of reason to the varied members of the group. As for the toys and grown ups, many industries see those with lots of disposable income, mostly older individuals, buying collectibles. There has always been a market for this and so I think it’s just the media using it for a new story loop. Either way, I don’t care; the trinkets make me happy and have done for years, now.
