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It's not an iPod, it's a trannie...

For Luey's birthday, he'd asked for an iPod shuffe on more than one occasion. My boys don't have all the toys that go "blip", you know, DS's (Lite or otherwise), PlayStations, Wii's, iPod's, iPad's, or iPhones... I have my reasons which most people don't agree with and that's fine :).

However, when he asked for a Shuffle, I was inclined to get him one. I used to be a MASSIVE fan of "personal music" when I was a little older than him, and remember well the first time I got a walkman! So, I investigated and fully planned to get him a Shuffle.

Then, the night before I planned to shop for this birthday present (the only one our budget would stretch to), he told me he'd rather have a certain lego pack and some Faber-Castell textas. I explained this would mean we couldn't afford the Shuffle he'd asked for, and he was ok with that...

Anyway, when we'd bought the lego and the textas there was some money left over from the "present budget". I remembered Dave had often talked about the transistor radio he got when he was 11 and how he'd loved listening to music in bed. Obviously, back then a mini trannie was the equivalent to an Mp3 player these days (we are talking the 60s, you know, the dark ages of technology). So, we went to Dick Smith and bought the rather groovy radio you see above... The guy behind the counter looked at us like we were NUTS when we explained it was a 9 year for his birthday. He suggested we could get an Mp3 player for just a few more dollars. We stuck with our transistor radio.

I was a bit nervous that Luey might not be at all impressed, but he LOVES it! We love it too because he's loving checking out all the channels and listening to music and he can always find something he likes and we don't have to buy or download ANYTHING! It's a simple pleasure! I really think, with a radio, he'll be exposed to more variety of music and he'll be able to discern his own taste! There's time enough for iPods down the track...

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