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Retro Subscription Boxes

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The phenomenon of subscription boxes is not new. Whether you’re into beauty products, a foodie, t-shirt fanatic, obscure anime enthusiast or love your role-playing games like Dungeons & Dragons, then you will be able to throw your fun tokens at regular subscription boxes delivered to your front door!

The basic concept is thus: pay a monthly subscription fee and receive a reoccurring made-to-measure box or parcel in whatever niche you love! Simples.

Being a huge retro fan (obviously!) I have dabbled in the likes of big names like Loot Crate to level up on my geekiness and “Shut up and take my money!” type purchases. However, I have recently come across UK based subscription boxers (I just made that up!) called The Retro. It does exactly what it says on the..box!

You can get up to 5 retro related treats covering vinyl, cassettes, comics and gaming ranging from 1960s – 1990s. All you have to do is a join a club!

What you need to know!

  • Every month you will get 3 – 5 treats tailored to your interests

  • Earn Retro Reward points with each purchase

  • Refer a mate and get £10 credit

  • Retro members can win big prizes each month

  • Worldwide shipping

  • If you receive duplicates then you can get involved with their Facebook Swap Shops

  • Students get 20% off

  • Supersize your box with add-ons if you need a more intense retro hit!

Nowadays it’s all about convenience because our level of lazy is spiralling out of control! Yes, you can still find the magic in trawling through charity shops, retro gaming conventions or raiding your parent’s attic! But you also can have a team of nostalgic nerds send you a monthly, authentic present customised especially to your vintage taste! So, if you have that warm wistful glow in your belly, and you’re not quite sure where to start your trip down memory lane, check out The Retro!

6 Thoughts I Had When Playing Streets of Rage

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Streets of Rage on the Sega Mega Drive was my JAM!! I would play it all day every day until my eyes would bleed/my parents shouted at me to turn off the telly. I have completed it twice. Once when I was about 11 years old and again when I was 30 *cough cough* years old. I bought an old Mega Drive and salivated over the prospect of playing my favourite game all over again. When I was 11 I remember it taking me the entire day in between toilet breaks and my mum shouting at me for rotting my brain. The second time around 20-odd years later, there were WAY more temper tantrums and expletives in between eating pizza and drinking cider. However, one thing remained the same… the adrenaline and intense (possibly overly dramatic) emotions were the exact same. Here are my 6 legit thoughts I had before my muscle memory from 1993 kicked in and I won at life!

One

Oooooh it’s starting! The excitement is BEYOND anything I could ever imagine! Let’s do this!

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Two

Hmmm... which character will I choose? I should represent and be the black dude BUT strangely enough, his speed is crap! Blaze is looking cute... can't decide if I fancy her. No no must focus... I need some good old fashioned strong, white, manliness to save us all! Axel it is. Swoon.

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Three

Woooop! Off we go! Ah the strange technotronic soundtrack makes me feel like I'm in a 90s Japanese nightclub! Do I dance... do I beat the crap out of people with my huge menacing pipe?! What a time to be alive! Yay violence!

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Four

It's all getting a little bit fast and crazy. There's flames and shit EVERYWHERE! Plus some dudes with boomerangs are trying to kill me! Rude. If I just close my eyes and press all of the buttons really hard... does that help?

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Five

Nope. No it doesn't help. At all. Stop jumping in the air at nothing! I should've picked the black dude. Bollocks, I need back up! I'm calling my mate with the giant attention seeking bazooka. A little extreme but I'm happy to go with it.

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Six

oh i forgot about the super casual dominatrix trying to whip me to death. that's what's missing today... a touch of random sadomasochism in computer games! how was this ever suitable for my 11 year old self? Oh nevermind. I'm dead.

This game sucks. *sulking for approx 20 mins*

Let's play again!

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5 Toys I Wanted As A Kid

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I grew up in an age where the saying “I want never gets” was the absolute gospel truth. And sometimes depending on how horrific my school report was, “Pretty please may I have…” also got me feck all! The late 1980s early 1990s was a glorious time where the only worries that entered my murky mind was whether I could finish my homework before Baywatch and Gladiators started on a Saturday night. It was a time where I only became exhausted from playing ‘Bust 21’ with my brother and his mates around the council estate I grew up on. (Bust 21 was a version of ‘hide and seek’ where it was almost encouraged to push your friends into dog shite and stinging nettles... and then point and laugh!)  

One thing that was true to being a youth 'back in the day' was when you wanted the newest toy (carefully selected in the Argos catalogue!) 9 times out of 10 you didn’t get it. Why? Because our parents weren’t morons who crumbled to the cries of a bratty child demanding a chimpanzee for her 7th birthday! (Absolutely true story!) The 90s were also notorious for manufacturing toys that were 1) flammable and dangerous (Polly Pocket and Micro Machines didn't mess about with their 'choking hazard' warnings) 2) pretty useless and broken after one go AND 3) required selling an internal organ as payment. 

When I was about 8 years old I really wanted a Barbie on a pink mountain bike! The Barbie would live harmoniously with my Action Men. It was truly magnificent in all it's pink splendour and totally NOT a waste of money. I dropped a million and one hints leading up to my birthday, however it never arrived and I'm fairly certain that I sulked long enough to be distracted by cake. My mum clearly remembered this incident and for Christmas a couple of years ago… 26 whole years later… I got this from Santa:

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My mum is a legend!

But I digress… Here are my 5 top toys we all probably wanted but ultimately never got. Ah nostalgia!

Sylvanian Families

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I was a massive tomboy but I was mad for this! Mainly because I needed a place to house my WWF wrestling figures when they were done playing/making sweet love with each other! I’m not sure what the fuzzy family of rabbits and bears were supposed to do… but this was a must for any young girls/boys bedroom.

Mr Frosty

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I NEVER got this and it still upsets me today! Maybe because my parents knew how disappointed I would be seeing as it’s just crushed up ice with sickly sweet syrup crap which no doubt contained an ingredient similar to MDMA! 

Teddy Ruxpin

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Oh my god I wanted this so much! But now I'm thinking... a 'cute' talking teddy? Yep... he definitely comes alive at night and drags you to hell!

Clarks Magic Steps Shoes

So ok this was not a toy… BUT oh my goodness these shoes were INCREDIBLE! I genuinely thought if you wore them you would turn into a princess and be transported on some Narnia like adventure to defeat an evil witch! But alas life has taught us… everything is a lie.

Tomy Racing Turbo

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My cousin had this and I kinda hated him for it. The kind of jealousy where I was willing to break it just so he couldn't play with it! Jealousy is awesome as a kid. We would close all the curtains and pretend we were driving at night… whilst drinking a Panda Pop fizzy drink and cheese sandwiches. You actually felt like you were driving… because well… just look at it damn it! 

What is that one toy you yearned for but never managed to get... because your parents didn't love you enough?!