It was a strange blend of memories and visions of the future -our own boys' connection to the Danish Brick and these little stand- in- kids who were kind enough to come out with hubby and me to a day at the Lego Exhibition in Brisbane. Our boys spent hours building and pulling things apart. Towers to the ceiling, spacecraft, castles and super charged cars. Every overseas trip on an aeroplane promised a new Lego set for each of them according to age.They were as good as gold sitting there working their way through the instructions until, until...
A vital bit inevitably fell to the floor of the aeroplane....The detail was astonishing - from the Crown Jewels to Faberge Eggs to Big Ben with a man fixing the clock face.
The Titanic perched and broken, sinking fast in that ocean with the little safety rafts gathering below it.
The incredible colours of the Great Barrier Reef and myriads of sea life suspended above.
We encountered the seven wonders of the world, existing monuments and works of art. It was monumental in terms of construction hours. The thousands and thousands of pieces that went into each creation mind boggling. We remembered the joy of entertaining three lively boys, their delight in all and their comments and questions. Which was their favourite and why? Which would they like to make ?
C came along today he told me out of a sense of duty - I had asked him to, as I did not think I could handle three lively little boys all together. In the end he thoroughly enjoyed the interaction, answering all their questions and looking at the exhibits and there were so many wonderful ones to see including Georges Seurat Sunday on the Island of La Grande Jette this time a la lego.
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