It was rather like seeing your youth laid our before you. The hairdryer with which my mother dried our hair. The food mixer with which I’d blast imaginary enemies. The camera I drooled over in the Argos catalogue. The parking meter outside the Science Museum in Birmingham. The electric toothbrushes we were never permitted.
And the train. That train.
Kenneth Grange pretty much defined 1970s Britain by designing *a train*.
This decade’s equivalent? I’ll wager it’s something digital.