Nothing hairy muff to excite a teenager, those were the days!
Plucking up the courage to buy it from the top shelf in the local town shop, hiding from it mum and dad, and then a secret late night pull!
Looking back, it was properly the slippery slope, should have bought a magazine about Hornby and been a trainspotter, cheaper and plenty of outdoor fresh air, rather lurking around grumby estates looking for poorly numbered addresses!