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My poor partner has made the huge decision to trade in his precious 43 yr old landrover so that we can afford a car that is a bit more reasonable on fuel consumption, speed, maintenance, etc.

And now he is quite literally in mourning.

And I feel evil for agreeing, even tho I did offer to trade in my broken little car instead...I feel like I said the dog had to be put down!

 

What inanimate objects would other people on here grieve for if they lost them?

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Funny, some of us at work have just been talking about the same thing. I had a Peugeot 205 cabriolet a couple of years ago and traded it in for a new Vauxhall Astra and bitterly regretted it since.

 

Considering his Land Rover was so old, surely the trade-in value would have been buttons. Couldn't he have kept it as a 'project'?

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Would have been nice to keep it as a project...but our road is a dead end on a small steep hill. Parking is already a nightmare...they'd love us if we had three vehicles on the road! Also, we don't think we can afford to keep a 43 yr old Landie as a project - it's kind of expensive every time it leaves it's space in front of the house! AND Mr Wolf is busy trying to be sensible...if we have 2 cars, he says they should be 2 useful cars that are reliable. I was actually all for trading in my Punto and keeping the Landie...reckon I'll suggest it again tonight.

 

What surprises me is forming such a huge attachment to something inanimate. I got upset about losing the Landie, but only for Mr Wolf. And I guess I did shed a tear for my old Escort when I sold it, and probably would for the Punto, but I wouldn't GRIEVE a car, I don't think...maybe that's a man thing?

 

I would grieve if I lost my house...but only if I wasn't trading it in for something better!:lol:

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I know I'll be gutted when I get rid of my car cos the car I've got now is still my first one! For me it's all the memories associated with where you've been in that car: all the festivals/concerts, all the driving when it's just me on my own, the different places I've lived but I've always had the same car. And how I felt getting my first car and the independence it gives you. Might be a bit sad, but there you go!

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  • 6 years later...

Dredging up this horribly old thread rather than posting a new one.

 

I've spent the last month in the wrong recliner ('Oh no Gromit! It's the wrong recliner!' etc).

 

My recliner is at one end of the sofa, the end that I can operate easily with my gammy arm, and with somewhere to put my cup of tea where it can be reached without the risk of spilling it everywhere.

 

I thought that it was just a recliner, but when the mechanism broke and I had to sit at the other end of the sofa, the end with the mechanism that's hard to operate for me and all that, I realised that over the years it's become my recliner. It's gradually shaped to the right shape to be mine, supporting my back at the right places and with dimples in all the right places. Lying in the other recliner just wasn't right.

 

I realised this morning as the mechanism to my recliner, which had been away for repair, was replaced that suddenly all was right with the world, and all that it took for this to be so was a move of chairs in the living room.

 

So I've come to the conclusion that I'm completely irrationally attached to my recliner, even worse than I was towards my last car.

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My trusty mobile which I've had for 12 years finally went to the great electronic graveyard today. Now I realise that I bought this in the previous century, the previous millennium even, it was so ancient as to not have a colour screen let alone anything else. It was virtually steam driven.

I've now got a nice new shiny mobile that allegedly will do everything up to and including make the coffee, but........................

I'll miss the old one.

RIP my ancient mobile.

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I'd be the same if i had to get rid of my Land Rover also, although mines not quite as old as 43

 

Saw a really nackered looking series IIa bowling up dyche lane today, could it have been your partners?

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My Mondeo engine died. I did not want to get rid of her even then - she had been so hard working and reliable up until that point. I had travelled thousands of miles in her, as had friends and family.

 

She had taken my dad on holiday, and been useful when he died - moving stuff.

 

And I so wanted to buy another Mondeo and rip the engine out of it to put in her - but it would not have been the same - so I scrapped her. Was so sad seeing her taken away on the trailer.

 

I shall always remember that car with great affection.

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What inanimate objects would other people on here grieve for if they lost them?

 

My Miele washing machine. It's kind of like my car substitute (I can't drive alas).

 

I check the body work apprehensively for scratches, clean it reverently with expensive E-cloths and take it for a spin a couple of times a week. At times I've been known to appreciatively caress its fine lines.

 

I really need to get out more! :D

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