Wednesday, 5 January 2011

The Value of Preference and Medium

Some things in this world you just can't put a price on. Happiness, the kind words of a loved one, the actions in a VISA advert, this mint condition Sword of Omens....



..Priceless (excuse while I take a moment to look at the Sword of Omens)

Now have a little look at the lovely children's tricycle. All red and shiny. Aww, how lovely.



Now, I'm a 29 year old, and obviously have no need for stabilisers, however I am enamoured by that tricycle. Not just any tricycle. That one. That playful little bundle of shiny childlike fun had a price tag of £12,000 to £15,000 in December. Some of you may think, Argos are taking the piss a little bit aren't they? Not really, that tricycle was owned by Harvey Stephens who played Damien in The Omen.

As tricycles go, that's an expensive one, but there is only one of those in existence. If I owned it, it would more than likely have it's own room and visitors would be roundhoused for trying to touch it.

I wanted to start the typing day with a discussion of value. When you read stories of the worth associated to certain things, and the words used are inspired by the notion that paying so much money for such an earthly thing, is some how ridiculous, ludicrous, the product of some people having more money than they know what to do with, you may start to align with the idea that there should be some kind of monetary cap on memories.

In a time where everybody is trying to under cut the next man in the War of the Supermarket Giants (Sounds like a pretty boring film Title) we are being led to a path of reasoning that makes us feel like the best price is what we should all aspire to.

When I shop, I have to make these kinds of decisions. It is a necessity. It is not a choice.

Truth is, you don't have to have big money to collect things. When you shop in big chains, it is big money that is buying your loyalty to a brand.

If you visit an antiques dealer, you could leave with something that has history, and that has been loved, and deserves to be loved again, or at least leave knowing a little more than you did when you went in. Some of the people in there love those items and spend each day caring for them.

The supermarket which has turned into some kind of one stop solution hell hole will teach you the same thing every time you shop there and after many years, I know what good value is and Can't Believe It's Not Butter is always on a promotional deal.

I'm going on Ebay now to stare at Thundercats Toys.

Ta ta for now my good people.

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