Legos are as fun as they ever were, despite their marriage-made-in-hell with the Disney machine.
The Euro-style directions are clear and wordless.
And assembly is both fun and simple.
As I close the door to my studio, I can only wonder what
mischief they'll get in to.
One day in the Ardennes Forest.
Since the time of the Roman Legions it has been said, and rightly so, that there is nothing more dangerous than a Second Lieutenant with a map. The trouble is compounded for our little squad of Lego GIs as their second-looey has not only a map but binoculars and walkie-talkie as well.
"I insist..." he insists, "the road ahead is clear, there is 'naught to fear, get yourselves here!"
Ever skeptical of his leader's talents, our plucky engineer precedes the convoy with mine detector deployed (just in case).
A metallic "click" followed by a barely audible "uh-oh" and...
Out goes the cry "MEDIC!!"
Instinctively, our little corpsman rushes in to provide aid.
Our wounded soldier is stabilized and stalwart litter-bearers whisk him to a waiting jeep.
Evacuation and medical attention are only moments away, and we hope for the best.
All the while the lieutenant ponders how this may effect his "O club" membership dues.
It was ever thus.