Me either, it sounds like fun though.
Maybe we could pool our resources and splash out on something trivially expensive. Lemme see, I've got a handkerchief, my £30 MP3 player, an old Waitrose receipt and the keys to my flat. What've you got?
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 8:57, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

Hmmm.
£200 mobile phone (x10i), iPod Nano 6th Gen, and a lunch I made at home. Pasta with chicken and onion in a two cheese (mozarella and camembert pressed with marsh samphire) sauce, or possibly my hiking rucksack. Oh, and a hardback copy of Unseen Academicals that I'll be reading through later.

I should mention everything I own, I saved up for. I don't believe in credit cards.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 6 Jun 2011, 8:59, Reply)

There's plenty of evidence to suggest that credit cards are real and do exist.
You're in denial.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 9:18, Reply)

Whereas you're in debt up to your coke-lined nostrils.

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Mon 6 Jun 2011, 9:27, Reply)

So am I.
Ruddy student loans.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 6 Jun 2011, 9:28, Reply)

Fortunately I'm of an age
Where student loans were but a crazy idea being loftily bandied about by our beloved Tory government of the time.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Mon 6 Jun 2011, 9:31, Reply)