As well as the gun-toting Arnold Schwarzenegger or the eco-friendly Captain Planet, there was also a bunch of unsung heroes from mine and many other’s childhood.
Batteries of all shapes and sizes transformed our lifeless toys into walking, breathing characters, capable of distorted sound effects and village drunk-esque movements. Like many others I spent many hours soughting these around the house before resorting to stealing them from the backs of television controllers – a selfless act but also very necessary.
