Since childhood and the days I started receiving a reasonable amount of money each week (e.g. I’d got a job in the local cinema) I’ve had this concept of a throw-away-threshold. This is the amount of money that in a particular period, usually a day I’m prepared to twitter away to a hunch or meaningless indulgence.

At the age of 15 it was set at the amount of £1. Over the years I’ve watched it change and whilst watching a DIY home renovation program yesterday evening where it was clear their threshold had reached £200 I realised that at the grand age of 28 my threshold had reached £10.

I sighed and realised this had made my day, it feels grounding to still have a relatively low value before reasoning must take over from passion to take out my wallet.

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