As the yoof of today's messes have all the mod cons/boys toys they want, you need to think out of the box.
And how they laughed when as a spotty Midshipman of 19 I won an electric blanket in the Culdrose Christmas Draw of 1979. Luckily the Wren officer who had been sent out to do the prize shopping had bought it from Boots and kept the receipt, so I was able to exchange it for a year's supply of Brut
