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LOOK AT  LIFE . ...WITH THE MAN who sEES.....
Dialectical materialism	Most  Saturdays as a boy, my friend William and I would get an early bus into town and spend an hour or two browsing in the toy and model shops.	That dome on the horizon was the swimming baths , our next port of call. There we would goad Pissy Johnson and his mates into a water battle.
After being thrown out of the baths we would pool our pocket money and buy the best Airfix kit we could afford. Back home we would spend all afternoon making it whilst plotting it's destruction before Ivanhoe at 5.30.	Nowadays, William runs an art gallery and I work at Sotheby's  but we still like to buy expensive ornaments and drop them off the balcony. The four foot porcelain leopard was best.	We did use explosives for a while as teenagers - mainly sodium chlorate and sugar.I once made a small cannon that could fire a ballbearing through a briefcase. We gave up after William lost a finger blowing the doors off a neighbours garage.
Last year we spent  four  months building a tenth scale radio controlled Spitfire. On the August bank holiday weekend  some pals came round for a few drinks and we flew it into the side of that building for a laugh.	Some of the wreckage landed in the back seat of my brothers Mustang . The insurers are still arguing over the claim. Anyway,  I got a six month suspended sentence for endangering public life	Meanwhile I'm making a radio controlled helicopter  that will fly up to 2,000 feet high and carries a 1Kg releasable load. I bought the Wedgwood figurine at auction last month- it weighs a lot less than a kilo.