Hmm... tough. Of the top of my head right now, I suppose my teddy bears. Right I know this is going to sound silly at my age and gender, but I've kept literally every teddy bear I've ever owned. I cannot bring to dump them, so they inhabit either my bed, or in locations around my room.

I'll probably take a picture of them tomorrow so I can show you. I really really care about them. One time, my mum (this was when I was 15) insisted that I send some, some of my teddy bears into the loft. I flatly refused. She even held the black bin liner in her hand, and I refused unequivocally. She gave up, and has never asked me again.

I imagine when I go to university, something will have to give.