I'll still got my Mason Pearson hairbrush from when I was about 12 years old, Auntie May's cake slice, my Bunnikins mug.
I've lost countless amounts of jewellery, important documents, who knows what else but I swear that I'll be buried alongside the hairbrush, cake slice and bunnikins mug for archeologists to ponder over in a few thousand years time because they will survive intact.
"What kind of a culture was this?"
They just stick to me. I've moved house and countries several times but they always turn up unscathed.
What sticks to you?