I don’t know why, but when I was really young I used to think that the little boxy panel on the front of Darth Vader’s suit was a toaster. And he could drop a nice little square piece of sandwich bread down the front of his suit and enjoy crisp, piping hot toast, conveniently, at any time he liked.

Not surprisingly, I was super fond of buttered toast as a child and ate lots of it. The highlight of my childhood afternoons was being allowed to put a piece of bread into the toaster, and pushing the lever down (the ka-chunk of the toaster was most satisfying).

Of course, when I was a bit older, in primary school, I knew that the mysterious box couldn’t be a toaster; it must be his personal AM/FM radio.