I consider myself a daughter of our time, a technological and "modern" girl in her late 30s, active on social media, mobile phone addicted, Amazon delivery (possibly next day delivery guaranteed) addicted, Apple Pay contactless addicted, internet shopping addicted and online booking addicted. However I can be quite naive and old fashioned, a bit hippy and very judgmental when it comes to the following items, which I don't own and I'm not planning to buy in the near future:
I have never owned one. My friends are shocked when I tell them. My kitchens have always been small and I always felt it was more important to have storage space rather than a dishwasher. Besides, I hate the smell of plates and glasses coming out of dishwashers, there's something stale about them, there are always some stains or streaks. Doing the washing up is not my favourite chore, it must be said, and we take turns at home, but when it's my turn, I make sure it's fun time: my playlist is on and I sing and sing and sing (with a wooden spoon). Time flies and I wish I had more dishes to wash! The embarrassing bit is that the sink is just under the kitchen window, which opens out on the main road, so there is always someone passing by... ''free entertainment, neighbours''!
2) Tumble drier:
I wouldn't know what to do with a tumble drier, I wouldn't trust its performances, I wouldn't know where to put it in my small house.
I never considered buying one. The laundry line in the garden is just ideal in spring and summer and for rainy days or winter I have my warm radiators. I am happy with these arrangements.
I tried twice, double failure. At first I bought a Kobo and then a Kindle, but it doesn't really work for me. I tried and tried but reading a book on an eReader is a totally different experience, and not a pleasant one. Words are words, stories are stories, but the engagement changes, the interaction with the object changes drastically. A book is a whole, a perfect whole object that you can touch, perceive it in its fullness, its weight, the quantity of pages, the quality of the paper, the smell. Oh the smell of a book! The only thing that beats it is the smell of newborn babies. With a real book you have the physical perception of how far you are with your reading, how much is left. There is a real interaction, a connection. And for me the sight of books in my bookshelves is sheer joy, it's such a pleasant sight, reassuring: so many stories to discover, visually available and touchable! It's lovely to be surrounded by books: you can touch them, open them, smell them, underline them, pass them on to friends, show them to children, write a dedication to someone on it, see the passing of time on them, on the yellowing pages and recall the first time you read them. How can you do half of these things with an eBook??
4) Fancy car:
My view on cars is that they are vehicles and their purpose is to carry people and objects around. A good engine and enough boot space should be all that matters. I find fancy cars pretentious and in most cases I see them as way of showing off and somehow a symbol of insecurity. I consider the money spent on expensive cars a waste, I'd rather invest them in travelling. I don't need a car to prove I'm cool and well off. SUV car are the worst. Why would you invade town streets and lanes to do the school run or go for your grocery shopping with a Sport Utility vehicle??? To me it's just ridiculous! I own a small cozy red Fiat Panda, my loyal friend Poppy and we are happy together. She helps me with the school runs, grocery shopping, sport fixtures and weekends short trips. What more could I ask? I would consider an upgrade only for a Volkswagen van or a vintage Beetle, possibly purple. Yes, that I could do!
My experience with video games starts with Commodore64 in the mid 80s and ends with Commodore64 in the late 80s... I don't find any attraction whatsoever in video games and the likes. I played randomly Tetris on my brother's Nintendo, but that is all I can think of. I don't really see the point in wasting time sitting passively in front of a screen doing fake football matches or car races. There are so many things out there to explore, so many movies to watch, books to read, walks to make, chores around the house to do, phone calls to make, hobbies to start. Why do we have to numb our brains with video games? My sons are begging me to have a PlayStation or an Xbox, but they already have a laptop and a Kindle (the one I abandoned), and that should be more than enough!! The most depressing sight however are not children playing with a PlayStation, but grow up men. What's wrong with them?? I'm so glad that my very imperfect husband, at least in this respect is just as I wish he were: an old fashioned fart just like me!