I Belonged To The Asset-Light Generation

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Thirty five years ago, it seems, I was part of what would now be described as the asset-light generation. When I first moved down to London I used to live in rented accommodation. This resulted in a peripatetic lifestyle and required me to engage in an annual cull of all the impedimenta I had accumulated to enable me to carry the remainder of my possessions to my next abode.

According to Mary Meeker’s annual survey into Internet trends, more and more youngsters choose not to own what they watch, listen to or read.  Instead, they are replacing CDs, DVDs and books (and even televisions) with monthly subscriptions to digital service providers such as Spotify and LoveFilm. All they need is a smartphone and a laptop or tablet.

This move away from ownership to access consumption, according to David Mattin of TrendWatching.com, represents a different relationship with goods.  Previously, status was earned by having the right record collection; now it is by sharing, making playlists, being and editor and a curator. The key question for the asset-light is to what extent they trust that the data and content that they put in or on their mobile devices will be there when they need it.

As well as a whole industry of digital format providers, there is also an industry growing up of companies that will take your unwanted physical assets off your hands – and even pay you for the privilege – such as Music Magpie, Fat Brain, CEX and Zapper.

I have always had a healthy distrust of technology and would be reluctant to cut myself adrift from all physical content. But the case for eliminating clutter and replacing stacks of CDs and books with digital format can be compelling. I shall watch this development with interest, although I cannot help thinking that thirty five years ago we had another adjective to describe someone who could put their worldly possessions into two carrier bags – poor!


In Graham We Trust – Part Twenty Five

Graham Turner Post Leeds United


Twenty seven down, nineteen to go, twenty one points to find.

Scunthorpe United 0 TMS 0

Unbeaten run stretches to seven games and the third successive clean sheet as TMS successfully thwarted Scunthorpe. Another sterling defensive performance and fine goalkeeping display by Weale – apparently- I didn’t go. TMS could have come away with all three point but for an excellent save from a Taylor volley at the death.

Results at the bottom still fall favourably for TMS who have a seven point lead over the fourth from bottom club. Now to get the forward line firing.

Next up, home to bottom club, Hartlepool.

Saw a FA Cup “shock” with Aldershot beating Rotherham 3-1. Hylton, who played, for once, like a man possessed, scored a hat-trick and then earned an early bath for an injudicious use of the elbow. Hector, one of TMS’ unsuccessful loanees, played in central midfield and looked quite effective. At least his usual cataclysmic mistake was not as costly higher up the pitch.


Are You Sitting Comfortably?


(Pause) then I will begin.

Those eight words coming through the ether via the BBC Home Service and spoken in a rather plummy English accent had a profound and transforming effect on me as a small boy.

At a quarter to two as soon as the strains of the signature tune for Listen With Mother came through the wireless, I sat transfixed for a quarter of an hour. My mother could never get me to move and many a bus was missed because of the programme. I found it wonderful.

Saddened to hear that Daphne Oxenford who was the voice of the show died yesterday, aged 93. The programme was first broadcast in 1950 and ran for a couple of decades but inevitably fell victim to a change of taste and television, eventually coming off air for the final tim in 1982.

Oxenford was an accomplished actor in her own right and her last role was in a Dr Who DVD in 2008 playing the role of Agatha Christie. She also appeared as Esther Hayes in Coronation Street and for a long time was the straight foil to Les Dawson.

So another bit of my childhood slips away – thanks for the memories.

On The Oche


Today marks the start of Frimley Green’s annual moment in the sun – 9 days actually. The Lakeside Club, owned by Frimley Green’s own Sir Les Patterson look-a-like, hosts the  World Professional Darts Championships – not to be  confused with the PDC World Championship (Ally Pally, Sky and darts players you may have heard of).

Of course some ne’ersayers deny that darts is a sport but as Andy Fordham once famously said, they are filmed by the BBC Sports Unit and wear trainers.

For the locals, as well as giving the local economy a much needed boost and the frisson of hearing the words Frimley Green on the Beeb, hosting the championship gives the area a psychological boost. For those of us concerned about a few extra pounds as a result of our Yuletide festivities, the sight of so many who cause the needle of the dial of the weighing machines to work overtime is truly uplifting.

National Trivia Day



To celebrate National Trivia Day – for that is what Jan 4th is in the US – here are another 10 useless facts:

  • Fredric Baur invented the Pringles can. When he passed away in 2008, his ashes were buried in one.
  • M&M’s actually stands for “Mars & Murrie’s,” the last names of the sweet’s founders.
  • Only female mosquitoes will bite you.
  • The only number whose letters are in alphabetical order is 40 (f-o-r-t-y).
  • “Jay” used to be slang for “foolish person.” So when a pedestrian ignored street signs, he was referred to as a “jaywalker.”
  • Alaska is the only state that can be typed on one row of keys.
  • Obsessive nose picking is called Rhinotillexomania.
  • The sum of all the numbers on a roulette wheel is 666.
  • About one in every 4 million lobsters is born with a rare genetic defect that turns it blue.
  • Horses can’t vomit.

Shopping Hell



For those of us who hate shopping with a vengeance, the experience of a 73 year old woman who spent New Year’s Eve trapped in a locked supermarket in Roubaix in Northern France, close to the Belgian border, sounds like hell. Apparently the woman felt faint and went to the toilet. When she reappeared, she found that the store had been locked up and was deserted. Despite setting off the alarm repeatedly, no one came to her rescue and she spent the night trying to get some sleep in the staff office. She was found the next morning safe but exhausted. Intermarche have not confirmed that they are thinking of extending their range of services to include overnight accommodation.