Friday, February 10, 2012

I’m looking over the Wall and they’re looking at me


Yesterday, Small Boo bought one of those sparky thingummybobs that you use to light a gas hob when the built-in ignition’s gone wrong and you don’t want to get someone to come in and fix it because they’ll see how mucky your oven is. It’s called a Robotron, and perusal of the packaging informs us that it was made in the GDR. Which ceased to exist in 1990. Everything was the future once, including this:

5 comments:

Martin said...

I remember visiting East Berlin in 1971. We could have done with a Robotron to liven things up, then.

Rog said...

That's a rare video of the young Angela Merkin isn't it?

Geoff said...

Sounds ideal for the Museum of Communism in Prague.

expat@large said...

We need neunundneunsig luftballoons to drop something on her, quick...

Tim Footman said...

What are you complaining about, Martin? You had Trabants!

Rog: Yes. She's on lead trombone.

Perfect, Geoff.

France Gall, the Nena of the 1960s. I like it, e@l. Although Mlle Gall is of course the Whitney Houston of the 60s as well, seeing as how she was publicly embarrassed by Serge Gainsbourg. But who wasn't?