Listeners of Episode 016: First Blood will recall I that I recently had to dig through a load of old crap whilst clearing out our house before it’s sold. As well as a barely used snowboard, boxes of Christmas cards we’ve bizarrely kept and number of clothes we *might* wear again was a tonne of old games and consoles.
After twelve years in the games industry, I’ve somehow amassed enough gaming paraphernalia to start a small shop. A Sega Megadrive here, a pristine Xbox 360 there and for some reason about six copies of a Half-Life 2 expansion I didn’t even know existed. Stumbling across 100s of PlayStation, PC, Xbox, PSP and DS games was quite the thrill as I’d forgotten they were rotting in the attic.
However, with limited space to store them, I had a tough choice – what stays and what goes to the E.T. style landfill? It was a question that was being repeatedly asked by my increasingly irate wife. She was sick of me picking through UMDs of Locoroco and Ape Escape and insisted that I choose which ones should be binned immediately. I couldn’t part with any of them. At first.
I reminded myself how regretful I was when I got rid of my cold Spectrum, Amiga and previous Megadrive collection. It was too tough a decision to make regardless of how much earache I was getting for my dilly-dallying.
Just as I was on my 15th rendition of ‘our boy will love all this retro stuff when he’s older’ I spotted a dusty old SNES poking out from the bottom of some Christmas decorations. I had found this in the attic when we first moved in, and I wasn’t even sure if it worked anymore. I put it in the bin. Then I took it out again. Then I put it back in. Then out. Then in. Then I shook it all about.
If I couldn’t get rid of one cobweb covered SNES that wasn’t even mine, then how was I going to make a decision on the other crap I’d built up. I binned it. Then I turned to my wife and told her we’d need to buy storage for everything else, which was met with an icy stare that soon turned into reluctant acceptance. The collection – bar the SNES that, remember, I didn’t even purchase – was safe. And now a tonne of games and consoles are collecting dust in the attic at my in-laws and they are FURIOUS.