At the weekend I was helping tidy up the garden at my Grandma's house when I came across this toy digger. Of course there is nothing amazing about this rusty old toy except that I can't remember a time when it wasn't sat in the same place by the back door to the house.
I spent many summer days at my Grandma's as a kid playing in the garden and this toy (then not quite so old and rusty) was always there. Given the amount of digging it has achieved over the years I'm seriously surprised that it is still all in one piece!
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