Sometimes I wonder why I am so weird. Then my father sends me this as a surprise gift and I am reassured that I come by the weirdness naturally. I never stood a chance. Here is a short film of it in action.
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Funny! I think one of my cousin Stephanie’s children had this toy, or something very similar. I definitely remember the little toys inching their way up the stairs.
Inch? These thing ZOOM. And squeek. Constantly. Sadly, there is no “volume off” option, so you can’t keep it running in the background.
I did notice the noise. I would be searching for the speaker and trying to dismantle that bit.