In the summer of ’82, approaching my 5th birthday, I was flicking through the Argos catalogue at a family friend’s house. I probably couldn’t competently read at that age so I would have just been looking at pictures trying to find something that I could pester my parents into buying for me.
To this day I can remember turning the page and seeing what I thought was a white robot, a grey and green robot, a black robot, and a man with his winter coat on. For whatever reason it was love at first sight. I didn’t know what they were but I had to have them. Something in my four-year old brain told me these figures were the coolest thing in existence. I had no idea they were based on a film. I don’t recall ever hearing the words Star Wars before this time. This was literally a life changing experience.
My Mum told me I wouldn’t want to play with dolls. My Dad said it would just be a fad. But at the age of four I clearly knew better than both of them. I obviously pestered them enough as I got that pack of four figures for my birthday. Later that year I saw the original film when it had it’s TV premiere and that sealed my fate. 35 years later I still have those four dolls and the Star Wars fad has yet to end.