CHILDREN who have forgotten unwanted old toys cannot live without them the moment they are going to the charity shop.
Any bag spotted by the front door instead of being immediately removed to the car boot will trigger a wave of nostalgia, longing and devotion that overwhelms any eight-year-old mind.
Seven-year-old Tom Logan said: “No! Not my dinosaur puzzle! This is my favourite toy EVER!
“And my glittery teddy I got at the school fayre! And my fire engine where the sirens only make a gurgling noise! And my broken lizard robot! I love these toys so much!”
Mum Emma said: “He has not touched any of that shit in literal years. If I’d managed to get it in the car, not only would he not have noticed it’s gone, he’d have denied it ever existed.
“While he’s distracted with the Kit-Kat I’ve thrown in the garden while shouting ‘Fetch!’ I’ll sneak his marble run and all those f**king WWE figures into the car before love swells in his annoying childish heart once again. I blame Toy Story 3.
“I should do this with all his books. Then he might actually read something for a bloody change.”