Category: Retro

Newsagents

Let’s return to Charlestown Square, circa 198x. They hadn’t even started absorbing ‘Hilltop Plaza’ yet, and the ‘northeast exit’ (which no longer even exists in it’s then form) near Best & Less led out onto a sun-bleached concrete walkway around a Newsagent. That’s where I bought so many copies of Zzap64 and Commodure User and Smash Hits and even an issue or two of Warlock and Proteus. I can even remember where the magazines were in the store, and the exact path (clockwise) I’d walk around the enormous displays to choose what I wanted. This was before Lotto, and the place was dedicated to print media, was absolutely wallpapered with racks of magazines from all over the world, and had that exquisite ‘Australia newsagent smell’ that would take me right back were I to smell it now. It’s long, long gone now, living only in my memory. Has the age of the newsagent itself also passed?

These days, when I ‘go shopping’ (which is rarer than ever), I tend to visit a very specific set of shops: game shops, hobby shops, bookstores etc. There was once a time where newsagents was always included in this list. I remember as a youth, during the strolls down hunter street or the occasional day trips to Sydney, I would never walk past a newsagent without going in and (usually) buying something. As far back as I can recall there were magazines I would always buy, and even if the latest issue wasn’t available the newsagent was always a reliable place to grab a cheap drink, chocolate bar or bag of lollies.

When I came to America there was a lot of culture shock (“Why does bread taste so weird?”, “Why is everything so sweet?” are two I remember) and I can still recall being surprised by the lack of traditional newsagents. Magazines were of course sold, but the biggest racks were in grocery stores and paled in size to the average Australia newsagent. We occasionally visited a dedicated magazine shop in Rochester that had a massive selection, but it seemed wrong that the magazines I knew were still in print (mostly UK magazines) were mostly unavailable in my local shops.

Then the internet came along and changed the magazine industry forever. People stopped reading printed magazines, the number of available titles contracted, and as a result the magazine-sellers closed. Magazine racks in shops here in the USA diminished or disappeared entirely – my local grocery store for instance no longer sells any except for a small selection of gossip rags at the register. I used to still buy mags I was interested in at the bookstore Borders, but eventually it closed as well, and for a time things looked grim.

Thankfully Barnes & Noble stepped up, and (about a decade ago) our local one added an enormous magazine section that has served me well ever since. There’s endless talk of them closing and/or getting out of the magazine business (since almost all the mags they sell are imported from the UK) but so far, so good. It’s not the same as a newsagent though, and I sorely miss the type of shop I remember from my youth. Which is why I loved visiting Australia every year and going into the newsagents for a bit of nostalgia.

For about the last decade business was getting difficult for the Australian newsagent. Readership of magazines had declined, and it was becoming cost-prohibitive to import magazines from the UK and USA. Many newsagents were turning into gift shops or simply lottery vendors, and the magazine racks seemed smaller every time I visited the country. Then along came covid and it hit the humble local Australian newsagent like a juggernaut. When I was there last year I walked to three trusty newsagents only to find all of them were gone, and the few that remained barely sold any magazines. In the year since I have read about many closures, including a 100+ year old newsagent in South Australia (believed to have been the countries oldest) and a 60+ year old one in Newcastle. Apparently closures were accelerated in the last year by several Australian newspapers canceling their print versions, but the end result is that entire communities now have nowhere to buy magazines.

When newsagents are gone magazines will follow, which to this avid reader is a sad thing. But much like the vinyl renaissance I’ve read of upturns in the sale of books and even ‘dumb’ phones, and suggestions of the younger generations wishing to spend less time online. I hope that one day this leads to a magazine renaissance. Until then I suppose I’ll be content with memories of the newsagents of my youth, and my monthly B&N ‘magazine run’.

We all occasionally wonder about what we’d do if we could travel back in time, and I have said many times if I could step into 198x the first shop I’d go into would very likely be a newsagent. I’ll take this one step further and say it would be that exact newsagent I described in the opening of this entry. I wonder if they’ll have the latest issue of C+VG…?

My Collections: Wii and Wii U

Nintendo released the Wii in November of 2006 to followup from the GameCube. It had a revolutionary motion control system and some notable software that was well-engineered to take advantage, and the Wii became a breakout success appealing to players well beyond the traditional demographic. It was a best-seller almost immediately, and would go on to become one of the most successful consoles ever made. When released I had trouble finding one, but Jim used his connections to get me (and himself) one for Christmas that year.

I liked the Wii, but I always felt it was a back step compared to the GameCube and during its lifetime I vastly preferred games for the Nintendo handheld systems. That said I’m happy for the great success of the Wii: it made Nintendo a lot of money and paved the way for the Switch which I feel is one of the best consoles ever made.

During the eight year lifetime of the Wii I bought 59 games, and here are most of them:

My favourites are the first party Mario games, Monster Hunter Tri and Hyrule Warriors (which I would rebuy for Switch years later). But the system lacks nostalgic appeal, the controls these days are clumsy and the graphics on a HD screen are fuzzy. The Wii was a system of it’s time, and I think best left there.

At the end of 2012 Nintendo released a followup console called the Wii U, and it was a disaster!

Even from the first reveal this thing confused customers: was it a new console or an add-on? What was that weird controller with a screen? Did it even connect to the TV at all? Nintendo’s marketing was poor, and the console was struggling even before release.

When it did come out things didn’t get much better. The Wii U suffered from a critical shortage of software (the strange controller made porting games difficult and development costly) and sales were poor. It would go on to be Nintendo’s worst-selling console ever, and a financial disaster.

I bought only 15 games for the Wii U, which is the least I’ve ever bought for any console. While a few of these were incredibly good (Xenoblade Chronicles X, MH Tri Ultimate, Zelda: Breath Of The Wild), many of the others struggled with weird controls or excessive load times. The Wii U may have had a (very) few great games, but it wasn’t a fun or comfortable device to use, and it was inevitable it would be replaced.

In retrospect we can see the Wii U was a stepping-stone on the path to the Switch, so for that I suppose we can excuse it. But it’s now a footnote in Nintendo history, almost forgotten only a few years after it was retired.

I’ll soon be selling my entire Wii and Wii U collections (including hardware and even original boxes). Neither the hardware nor most of the games have any great value these days, and even in good condition – as mine all are – rarely fetch a quarter of what they sold for back in the day. I do have two somewhat collectible Wii games (shown above), but the value of these is dwarfed by some of the NES/SNES games I have already sold (and Gameboy/GBA games still in my collection).

I won’t miss any of this once it is gone, and am happy for my once-loved games to pass to a new collector. I enjoyed the Wii in its time – and less so the Wii U – but as I said that time has passed, and I’m ok with just the memories from now on πŸ™‚

Conkers, Milkies and Cats-Eyes

I got the usual things for my birthday (games, books mostly) but here’s something KLS got me:

It’s a little bag of marbles! Not new ones, but vintage ones from the 1980s. These are more or less identical to the ones I used to play with 40 years ago πŸ™‚

This arose from me reading about an auction recently in which individual marbles from the 1950s – 1970s sold for thousands of dollars. Aside from the fact these once ‘worthless’ items can now be very collectible, reading the story triggered a lot of memories about a hobby I’d all but forgotten!

Back in primary school marbles was one of the go-to games at school. We’d all bring little bags of marbles with us to school and play endless games of marbles with each other. Rain or shine this was a game that could be set up and played very quickly and it was so easy to learn that anyone could participate.

Kids all over the world played marbles, and a quick google search shows the rules varied everywhere and in some cases were different enough to almost be a different game! Here are how we played our schoolyard tournaments:

– Select a hole in the ground, a gap in a wall/fence or if nothing suitable exists choose a big marble (we called them ‘conkers’) and place it about 2 meters away from where we’d roll the marbles.
– Each player selects the same amount of marbles from their collection. They need to be the same sizes and the same assortment of glass or metal ones.
– Each player takes turns rolling their marbles until they get them all in the hole or all of them hit the conker. The first to accomplish this is the winner.
– If playing ‘for keeps’, the winner chooses one of the losers marbles and it becomes theirs.

A search online suggests this is a variant called ‘marble billiards’ but as far as I remember this is the only way we played. I wonder if this was just the Newcastle rules, or if this version was popular throughout Australia?

Everyone seemed to have marbles, since they were able to be purchased inexpensively almost everywhere. We had names for all the different types and styles: ‘milkies’ were opaque glass, ‘cat’s eyes’ were like the ones I got for my birthday, ‘steelies’ were metal balls (usually just repurposed bearings), ‘tiger’s eyes’ were orange and black cat’s eyes. There were others as well that I forget, and again a quick search shows the nicknames were as regional as the game.

Marble collecting seems to be a popular hobby these days, and an entire industry has arisen around identifying and trading rare marbles. Although we had our favourites, we were never precious with ours and after we got a bit older aside from using some of them as ammunition in slingshots I don’t really recall what ever happened to our marbles?

I suppose we gave them away to younger children? Maybe we just threw them away? Maybe Bernard still has them to this day? I just don’t know. Marbles were fantastic in those primary school days, but then they just seemed to fade away very quickly. That said, I think it’s a perfect children’s game, and maybe it’s time for the worlds children to rediscover marbles πŸ™‚