On Lego

Earlier this year my long-dormant Lego interest was rekindled by the thoroughly enjoyable Lego Movie. I pulled things out of storage, found long-lost instructions on the internet, and indulged myself in building a few old sets. Ah, the nostalgia!

Today I got my geek on at Newcastle Brickfest. It was packed, and I had to fight off the kiddies to have a good look around.

Town Lego

Thieves on the bank roof about to get a mech surprise!

Can't make it to Blood Bowl tourney today...

Old West

Mediaeval

Fairy tales

Yarr!

Haunted house

Star Wars was very popular

So many colours compared to when I was young...

Lego Simpson and his donkey

Not-quite-kosher Lego Anzac

Now, older, wiser, looking back- damn, Lego is a great toy. After thirty years it still works and still charms, with no rust and minimal breakage despite years of hard play. There's no scale creep. I can build what I want, how I want, without needing to upgrade a game console or a ruleset or software or replace complex moving parts or batteries. I don't need to paint it or glue it, it's ready to go out of the box, and can make changes as I go. Something today works with something thirty-five years old- how often can you say that?

It gave me true childlike joy to reassemble some of my old sets. They haven't been kept unopened in their original packaging, or built and displayed on a dust-free shelf, but have rather been assembled and played with and reassembled countless times.

Thanks, Lego!