Like most people my age, Star Wars formed my childhood. It’s a magical thing really, you always have something in common with people born around the late 60’s and early 70’s. My parents were never rich, but they always did the best that they could for us. As the youngest I was definitely a bit spoilt and remember one Christmas getting an AT-AT, a Millennium Falcon AND a BMX, I couldn’t believe my luck.
Anyway, since losing my Mum last year I’ve being doing a lot of reminiscing and thinking back to my childhood. Even now I’m a sucker for anything Star Wars and was particularly excited when my good friend, Sarah, got back in touch and told me of her visit to Skywalker ranch. I ended up longing for one figure I never had – the Luke X-Wing pilot. I had an X-Wing, but always had to put the wrong figure in! I recently got my hands on the figure and was amazed how little it looked like Luke, yet I desired it so much. Even thirty years on, the figure is still in great condition, but played with – which is what I like. I was inspired to do this, and think I’ll do a few more. This weekend I plan to dig out everything Star Wars my parents bought me and take another trip down memory lane.