Attic Attack

My dear old mother recently moved and decided that, whilst her black hole's worth of clutter and useless tat could go with her into the new house, the few meagre belongings that occupied her attic had to go back to their owner - me. After several phonecalls and answer machine messages (along the lines of "come and get all this shite out of my new house, you little cunt"), I finally went to retrieve my items and sort out what I wanted and what could go to the tip.

Here's what I managed to salvage from the carnage:

Sonic and (his cheeky young scamp of a friend) TailsA nice selection of Dreamcast related media texts and a launch magazineThe 'lid' for a VMU, so now one of my VMUs is complete!

It's amazing what you can find in an attic!