Thrown away: The stuff you loved and lost.
Smash Wogan writes, "we all love our Mums, but we all know that Mums can be cunts, throwing out our carefully hoarded crap that we know is going to be worth millions some day."
What priceless junk have you lost because someone just threw it out?
Zero points for "all my porn". Unless it was particularly good porn...
( , Thu 14 Aug 2008, 16:32)
Smash Wogan writes, "we all love our Mums, but we all know that Mums can be cunts, throwing out our carefully hoarded crap that we know is going to be worth millions some day."
What priceless junk have you lost because someone just threw it out?
Zero points for "all my porn". Unless it was particularly good porn...
( , Thu 14 Aug 2008, 16:32)
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Partially my own fault...
When I was 4 (a long long time ago) and had an unhealthy stretch in hospital due to childhood leukaemia, as a present for not dying (ok not fair to them) my parents bought me a Scalextric. (it must have cost them a months' wages in 1968).
It had a red lap counter, chicane and green banking things that let you raise the track, and 2 cars, belonging (at the time) to Graham Hill and Jim Clark, my childhood heroes.
I cherished this thing until the transformer burnt out, but even after it was not viable as a toy I told my parents to keep the thing safe. So they did. In the attic.
38 years later my parents decide to move, and rang me to come and get all my stuff in the attic. Most of it was old copies of Sounds, NME and Melody Maker, but the Scalextric was just as I left it. So I put it in the back of the car, to eventually unload it and keep it as a memento of my slightly weird childhood.
2 weeks later the car catches fire in Liverpool and I lost the lot. Now I know you're saying that no car "spontaneously" catches fire in Liverpool but mine did.
Lost the lot.
I still miss those little cars. Insurance paid for the big one, but nothing can replace those scale models of the white BRM and the green Lotus.
A large chunk of my childhood lost forever, because VW couldn't fit fuses properly. Bastards.
( , Thu 14 Aug 2008, 23:17, Reply)
When I was 4 (a long long time ago) and had an unhealthy stretch in hospital due to childhood leukaemia, as a present for not dying (ok not fair to them) my parents bought me a Scalextric. (it must have cost them a months' wages in 1968).
It had a red lap counter, chicane and green banking things that let you raise the track, and 2 cars, belonging (at the time) to Graham Hill and Jim Clark, my childhood heroes.
I cherished this thing until the transformer burnt out, but even after it was not viable as a toy I told my parents to keep the thing safe. So they did. In the attic.
38 years later my parents decide to move, and rang me to come and get all my stuff in the attic. Most of it was old copies of Sounds, NME and Melody Maker, but the Scalextric was just as I left it. So I put it in the back of the car, to eventually unload it and keep it as a memento of my slightly weird childhood.
2 weeks later the car catches fire in Liverpool and I lost the lot. Now I know you're saying that no car "spontaneously" catches fire in Liverpool but mine did.
Lost the lot.
I still miss those little cars. Insurance paid for the big one, but nothing can replace those scale models of the white BRM and the green Lotus.
A large chunk of my childhood lost forever, because VW couldn't fit fuses properly. Bastards.
( , Thu 14 Aug 2008, 23:17, Reply)
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