Sunday, 14 October 2012

Mug


One of my prezzies this year for being a year younger, (or if you prefer, disgracefully older) was this lens mug, given to me by my youngest. I must say it looks and feels remarkably realistic, especially when compared to a modern plastic lens. 


The instructions on the box were, I hope, tounge-in-cheek. But somehow I suspect they were deadly serious...




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