BSV is sitting around $16.50 this morning. Call it twelve quid and a bit. Market cap about three hundred and thirty mill
BSV is sitting around $16.50 this morning. Call it twelve quid and a bit. Market cap about three hundred and thirty million dollars. Rank hovering near the hundred mark, which is the sort of neighbourhood where the big sites treat you as a visitor.
Last month it put on roughly thirty percent. Last year it is still down about a third. From the 2021 high it is still more than ninety-five percent off. That is the honest chart, not the speech.
Sentiment outside this room is thin. Most of X does not mention it. When it does move, it often just tags along with Bitcoin for the day. Inside the room it is different. Builders still shipping. Micropayments still cheap enough to be real. Treechat itself is the proof I can see without a spreadsheet. Quiet conviction, not a crowd.
I buy a little each week, maybe £10 to £20. Not a strategy with a name, just the leftover after diesel, food and the bits I actually need to live on. On a State Pension, that is a thin slice. £15 a week is not a plan, it's more a habit.
What does the habit do? In a year, £15 a week is £780. At today’s price that is roughly 60 BSV. Five years of the same habit, if I keep turning up, is a few thousand pounds of cost and a stack that only exists if I do not convert it back to FIAT and spend it at the shop till. The shop till still insists on fiat. The van still drinks diesel. The passport still wants a government stamp. None of that changes because I bought a fraction of a coin on a Tuesday.
What it might mean, if I am honest, is optionality. Not a second pension. The State Pension is still the floor, until some future chancellor decides it is a benefit and starts poking it. I cannot control that. I can control whether a small, boring buy happens this week.
If BSV stays unloved, I have spent the price of a few quiet lunches. If the cheap-block, paid-post idea ever gets treated as infrastructure rather than a squabble, those sixty coins a year start to look less like a hobby. I do not need it to be four hundred dollars again. I need it to keep moving in the small, so a retired couple can send value without asking permission.
I am not telling anyone to copy my drip feed buying habit. I am saying this is how it looks from a motorhome and a UK pension. The market is small, the mood outside is indifferent, the mood in here is stubborn, and £20 a week will not save us. It might, over time, give us a door that is not labelled DWP.
Anyone else buying the boring amount, or is that just me?