r’s Day, I try to do something I haven’t done before. A different walk or pub usually ticks the box, but after Tim’s talk about bitcoin (which I didn’t fully understand, though I liked the bit about the house), I decided to try and buy one. After a lot of googling, and navigating a new world of buying platforms and digital wallets, I found the trading platform Bittylicious, which I chose because I liked the name (I still do). It’s one of the more responsible exchanges, only trading in the most popular, established coins. And here I discovered my new and extremely improbable hobby.
I've had a passing interest in cryptocurrency for a number of years, ever since a friend called Tim tried to explain bitcoin to me over dinner one night. I say “tried” because I didn't really understand a word he said, apart from the bit about buying a house in London with the proceeds. That did pique my interest, however. I filed the conversation away under “Things I Don’t Understand But Might Investigate Further One Day”.
Fast-forward to New Year’s Day 2018 and I was sitting at home, nursing a hangover and trying to think of something I’d never done before to mark the occasion. I usually go for a different walk or try out a new pub, but this year I wanted to do something a bit more interesting. I remembered Tim's bitcoin story and decided that this was the year I would finally try to understand cryptocurrency.
After a lot of googling, I discovered the trading platform Bittylicious, which I chose because I liked the name (I still do). It’s one of the more responsible exchanges, only trading in the most popular, established coins. I started chatting with someone I came to think of as BitMum. She mentioned that she’d bought her bitcoins when they were about £10, making her crypto royalty. I have occasionally added to my crypto holdings by buying other coins, including ethereum, ripple and litecoin, albeit in amounts that would make a tech bro snort with derision. But I capped my total spend at £700 on the basis that it’s the amount I might spend on a mini-break.
Over the past decade, bitcoin has shifted from being a form of currency to primarily becoming a store of value, much like gold — but less pretty. It has experienced wild peaks and troughs, while the other coins I bought have been much more sluggish but are now showing signs of life — which means I’ll have to start storing them properly.
I initially tucked mine away in Armory, an early bitcoin storage system whose endless security updates meant that my entry-level MacBook Air started to give up the ghost. It took two weeks for my data scientist neighbour, Wayne, to coax the necessary updates through so I could retrieve it.
I now store my crypto on an external Nano ledger, which looks like a flash drive but has endless security hoops to jump through — and comes with a separate collection of computer-generated words that would grant me access to my bitcoin if I were to lose the Nano.
Some friends are critical. “Money-laundering and criminal transactions,” people have said. “And that coke-soaked £20 note in your wallet, isn’t?” I now reply. “But it’s a random store of worth,” others will say. And gold, despite the jewellery that can be made from it, isn’t? The amount of energy used during the mining process comes up a lot, too. I don’t have a great answer for that.
In December 2017, I told my nieces and nephews (there are four of them) that I was giving them all 0.005 of bitcoin (worth about £30 then, now £400) because, well, teenagers are a nightmare to buy things for, I was feeling a bit broke and I wanted to be seen as a cool aunt. I asked one niece (in sixth form at the time, in a band, living her best life) if she was interested in crypto. “I am, actually,” she said. “This boy at school bought a fake ID a few years ago from someone who wanted to be paid in bitcoin and he didn’t bother changing back the rest. He’s got £20,000 now. I asked him if he wanted to come interrailing this summer but he said he’s going to buy a sports car.” That’s when I realised I would never be a cool bitcoiner. By my reckoning, his bitcoin would be worth around £150,000 now.
Ten years on, I have mixed feelings. The consensus is that bitcoin’s current rise is largely due to Trump’s endorsement. It could sink back into nothingness or it may, at some point, make my retirement significantly more comfortable. I also wish I’d bought more than one. Keen cyclists joke that the perfect number of bikes to own is N plus one, where N is the number you start with. It’s the same for me with bitcoin — that’s maths I can understand. But for now I’m just happy to HODL.