When I was 7 or 8, I was a massive Space 1999 fan, and for Christmas that year got a Transporter Eagle. Cue some months of zooming around with this thing in my hand, as you do at that age.
And then one day it went missing. Couldn’t find it anywhere. And then some time later, I found some smashed parts of it lying in the back garden, with some bricks nearby…..
The culprit was my youngest bro; I reckoned that he’d dropped it from an upstairs bedroom (trying to see if it flew- he was only little), wrecked it, then tried to completely eradicate it by dropping bricks on it. Despite my ’70s torture sessions (it was a different age) he always maintained innocence.
But it turns out it was him (I forgave him years ago), and to make amends, he got a chap to 3D print an Eagle and then painted it.
I am now (or for the rest of today, anyway) Eagle 1.