THAT thing you used to have? Selling for a grand on eBay now. If only you’d kept it, along with all this shit:
Old band poster
Remember that New Order poster you transferred between five different flats, the corners getting more ragged with each move so you threw it away? Everyone else who owned it did the same, which is why surviving copies are going for f**king hundreds.
Ah, you loved these. They were so cool and you were the only one in your year to have a first-edition holographic Chansey. Then you got a girlfriend in Year Ten and threw them away. Threw away several thousand pounds.
They were always giving these out back in the day, in the streets outside record shops. You kept a few in a bedside drawer or something because you liked the art. You don’t even remember throwing them out. You don’t want to know how much they fetch now, for the sake of your sanity.
You’ve still got that collection of football programmes and comics. You’ve kept them pristine too. So’s everyone else. That shitty photocopied fanzine you picked up for a laugh? No idea where that went. Shame, it just sold for £780.
Old Nintendo games
You’ve got those! You saved them, along with the original console! You might even have the boxes! Okay, you’ve not got the really valuable ones but still, score. Until your mum tells you they went to the Scope shop six years ago. She still has your ZX Spectrum games, though. A cassette of Jet Set Willy fetches £1.99 plus postage.
Vintage football shirts
You got Chelsea shirts every birthday for nine years. You wore them to death and they defined your identity. Which is sad for all kinds of reasons, not least because they could have paid off your mortgage years ago.
You were conditioned to think of valuable vinyl as Bowie LPs and Beatles singles, meaning you never considered for a moment that your sisters’ Spice Girls and George Michael records could be worth big money. Pity you ruined them by pretending to do scratching while stoned with your mates for a laugh.