God bless the VHS. The Golden Age of the video shop, the illicit thrill in finally getting one's mitts on pirated copy of something illicit (which, back in the '80s and most of the '90s, was the kind of horror that these days gets a '15' certificate rating), taping stuff off the telly, video box artwork... I must have spent a small fortune collecting movies back in my teenage years. Never took to DVD: I own maybe 2 dozen (I had hundreds of movies on tape). The realization that, to collect movies, you'll need to update every ten years or so with the latest technology, turned me off the whole 'need to own' in a big way. (Well, to an extent: I probably buy more books than is healthy).
Anyway. Videos. In this charity shop, 10p each, 15 for a quid. 'Danny Baker's Own Goals and gaffs,' anyone?