Do you remember Odyssey? I loved them - one minute they were 'shaking on down baby' and the next minute they were 'looking for a way out'. I've been singing their 'use it up' song whilst purging my collection of knitting magazines.
Do not be concerned. I am conserving patterns of interest and recycling the rest. Unadulterated issues are being passed on to a local WI jumble sale (and then they'll be recycled). I am finding the whole process quite therapeutic. I am creating space and it feels good. No doubt I will fill that space with other magazines and books but, temporarily, there is space edged with dust (where I haven't).
I have a thing about magazines. I have my height in 'Vogue' in the spare room, collected since the early 1990s. I just can't bear to give them away. I gave them to my niece when she was studyingn textiles at Exeter. When she moved into a one bedroom flat with her boyfriend, I asked for their return. I couldn't bear the thought of them being put in a recycling bin. I have great hopes for them. I hope one day that someone will want them and be inspired by them. One of my many list items is to start looking through them again, starting with the earliest issues. Perhaps they will inspire me. I saw the first 'Sex and the City' film and actually recognised some of the shots that were copied in SJP's wedding dress shoot. I can't say I could recognise every cover but I bet I could go on Mastermind with the specialist subject of Vogue 1992 - 2010 quite happily and with a fair degree of confidence.
Back to the knitting magazines. Having spent several pleasurable hours over the last few days ripping and tearing. I find that my interest lies in knitted and crocheted accessories and objects rather than garments. I hung on to patterns for knitted dice, pot-holders, cushion covers and blankets. I rejected most of the jumpers, sweaters and boleros. I now have to take a trip to WHSmith (other stationers' are available) and find some suitably matching files to house my ever-expanding collection of ripped out pencil cases and egg cosies.
This process is the first stage of a gradual spring clearout. There are things in my house that don't get moved for months. Clothes in the wardrobes that never get worn. They lurk. I enjoy most of the things that I own. I don't have a great need for new things but I really should find a more appreciative home for some of the things that live here. I have collected bits and pieces that I will never use. Most of them are stuffed under my desk. Most of them are a little bit retro, a little bit vintage. Perhaps I need a little ebay phase.