1997, Christmas.
Up to that point my parents had been staunchly anti-videogames at home, so my only outlet was my best friend's house where I played his NES, and then later PlayStation. Other friends had a SNES, so I was actually fairly well covered despite owning none of the units myself. Of course, I'd been pestering my parents for literally years about this situation to no avail.
So, I sat down in front of the tree on Christmas Day, ripping through my presents (okay, slowly, we always opened one-by-one, in turn). I picked up a box, the size of a CD case but double thickness. I pull one corner off, and see a flash of white. My dad tells me to leave that present for later...but already I know what is coming. See, what else is in a double thickness CD case, with a white cover in the bottom left?
So, eventually I'm down to two presents. One big box, and one aforementioned case. Off comes the paper on the big box, and lo, a PlayStation of my very own. We're talking the original EU model, with the parallel port, and prime for import gaming. But what was that game? Well boys and girls, it was none other than Final Fantasy VII. I was then given the old family TV - a Sony CRT, 17", with a terribly twee wooden case. It was ancient, but unlike many TVs of the time, worked quite happily with NTSC and PAL input signals - most friends' TVs I tried would be green or black and white.
Thanks parents, you just got me utterly hooked. Over the following years I bought plenty of accessories for my PlayStation from pocket money (yes, I even have a MultiTap), but most of all I imported Final Fantasy games from the US, such as Tactics that only recently saw its EU release on the Vita.