It's snowing like crazy...in March. And it's only 0°C. I hate it when it's snowing while it's not cold.

Sorry, but i gave a few laughs at this...
I had a huge amount of toys as a kid, and I was very possessive about them. Today, I am quite the opposite. I still own very much stuff (way too much), but I really don't have any affection to it. If my place burned down and all of my things were gone, I don't think I'd care very much. Sometimes, I even wish it would happen.
I also had a huge amount of toys, and while i was possessive about them i let my neighbourhood friends play with them. The other way around didn't happen like that: one of my childhood friends even had a special place for his toys, behind a closed window and in their boxes. He wasn't even allowed to play with them much...
Since i was the older one, i always felt this gap of generation - he was much more into computers than i was back then, and i think the 1980's had the last generational childhood that played in the streets even with their toys, without feeling ashamed or embarrassed. Something we probably don't see anymore in large cities - at least i don't see anyone using the basketball baskets anymore in my old neighbourhood, or playing football, or skating around - they are all in their homes doing that with playstations or something alike.
My problem is because of life and family vicissitudes, i think i've lost more than 2\3 of all my toys.
Yeah, I have no understanding for that "mint condition" craze(...). All my stuff has a lot of mileage. As a kid, all my action figures were broken because I played with them. I sometimes dropped them two stories just to see if they survive (usually, they didn't).
My toys were very used (like everything else) and that is the main reason i miss not having them around- like a huge part of my childhood was chopped off - and i did have a very happy childhood (quite happier than my first adult years, by far).
Luckily, off the surviving stuff, i have about 40 diecast models my grandfather used to bring me since i was 4 or something - and some of them keep a layer of plasticine inside them. I want in future providing them a honour place, with all the other survivors. With all their broken windows, doors, missing legs and heads. I feel like i'm honoring my grandfather's memory and anybody that offered me a toy - and that made me a lucky one, since i know that are millions of kids without a single one.