Tuesday 27th August 2024, 6.05pm (day 4,751)
This unashamedly retro object was one of my birthday presents. Why is such an anachronistic piece of kit being described as ‘necessary’? Because I still happen to have plenty of very good quality information stored in this particular medium; a good stock of compilation tapes, like any good 80s/90s boy. And the last cassette player I had access to disappeared with the recent scrapping of the Skoda Fabia I could hire from the local car club. But I still want to listen to My Stuff. And now, once again — at home, for the first time in years — I can.
Being 42 