I HAVE LIVED in seven different addresses over the course of my life, and every single one has played host to a number of boxes containing letters, cards, and keepsakes.

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Some boxes have never left my parent’s house, some have been carted between addresses and some have manifested over the last three years in my current home, and that’s because I find it ridiculously difficult to part with anything someone has written to me.

Now listen, when I say ‘anyone’ I mean a friend or loved one. I’m not poring over fliers addressed to ‘resident’ ten years after they were shoved through my letterbox.

I always assumed that most of us were on the same page when it came to keepsakes, but anecdotal evidence tells me that this is definitely not the case. In fact, I recently learned that some people bin birthday cards within a week of receiving them and Christ, I reeled.

Ostensibly, I know that hoarding ragged notes which were passed in 5th year Double History and stockpiling birthday cards written to me more than a decade ago seems like a wicked misuse of space, but I cannot part with the vast majority of them.

There will come a time, I’m sure, when I’m found buried beneath a pile of correspondence, but at least people will know I went doing what I do best – sniggering over in-jokes from 2004.

But what about you? Where do you stand on the subject?

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