Scraplets are the past. Scraplets are the future. Scraplets are now.
Scraplets veer through the rivers of time like a slippery eel, riding Norbert Papin's Time Machine all over the place. They meet new friends every day, messing with the space/time continuum on a whim.
That's quite naughty when you think about it.
Scraplets are NOT toys for children, to be honest. They're wood decor. Put simply, they're not really suitable for unsupervised use by children - they've got nails and screws sticking out of them. Common sense and vigilance is advised at all times :)
Each Scraplet has their own character and back story - are you ready to meet them all?
This one is "Mr Slippy Fingers, 22, Berkshire. Put simply, you can't trust this one - turn your back and he'll nick your car keys and be scampering off for a joyride. Once stole a horse and tried to hide it in his mum's caravan. She doesn't call anymore."
Mr Slippy Fingers is approximately 4cm square and he's ready to go home with you!
Images by Scraplets and OHC.