I found the remains of one of the toy Kodak cars that my Grandpa gave the kids a good few years ago.
While there are many reasons I would have liked them to have looked after these a bit more (It was probably one of the last things that he gave them and because of the whole Kodak-is-no-longer thing) I like that they enjoyed playing with it.
And I must say that the mangled remains are fascinating.
Handy Hubby confessed that it went through the lawn mower.
So I think I'll keep this little scrap of metal, and when I'm accused of being a hoarder, I will have the story to justify my treasure.