Gosh, isn't the idea of university to escape from parents? All my posessions-for-the-first-term were in a large trunk sent ahead on a train. When DS went away, he went on the train and had to survive a whole week of talking-to-other-people before we brought a carload of computers and other inessential paraphenalia. And as well as being independent of parents, it's also good to be independent of all-that-stuff they know you'll need.
Garlicpress, foilcutter, knitted blankets (handcrafted by Auntie Mabel), spare wok, monopoly-set, fishknives, prepaid-homeaddressed-postcards, spicerack, electricblanket, hamster/tortoise, rollingpin, clothesbasket, toothpasteholder, napkinrings, exercisebike, granny's weddingphoto, cancrusher, alarmclock, applecorer, gardengloves, broom, tierack, footballrattle, breadmaker, happyfamilycards, croquet set, scented candles, shoehorn, flipchart, fanheater, cornplasters, A3-laminator, draughtexcluder, grandpa's wartime binoculars, eggtimer, trouserpress, placemats of Southend Pier, papershredder, iron, set of matching rubberducks, doorwedge, Alpine walkingsticks, fizzydrink-maker, rockingchair, ...