Calculated

There’s a box of stuff in the garage that I’ve been meaning to go through. After tripping over it for the hundredth time, I finally reached breaking point. And what a box of delights it is. All kinds of stuff is in there - old coins from pre-Euro Europe, old rugby tickets and programs, a fake student ID card I bought in Bangkok, a spare set of keys for a car we sold at least 15 years ago...
And this - the calculator I had at university. It still worked, but not for long.