When I were nowt but a lad, I had a friend called Bob (not his real name...which was Robert)...well, he wasn't a friend exactly...in fact, nobody liked him because he was an only child and a spoilt brat. But his Dad was our GP, and a former Lord Provost of the town, and most importantly, he was minted! So Bob had a life-sized Dalek toy on wheels, that you could climb inside and push around his rather large house, exterminating everything in sight. Ah, happy days! I often wonder what became of Bob (that's a fib).