Hoarder
I have a nasty habit of attaching undue sentimentality to any old tat. some examples:

- I have an empty John Smiths can once supped by the bass player of the 50-ft Dolls at their 1996 concert at Leeds Cockpit. Its had pride of place in a box in my loft ever since. Can't bear to get rid of it though.

- For my birthday last year I got some prop US$ that were once used on screen in a Robocop movie (courtesy of a long-running 'wierdest present' competition with my mate).

- I saw Alanis Morissette (gah) in Manchester years ago, and at the end of the gig she threw orchids into the crowd. I caught one, pressed it and framed it with the ticket and a copy of the setlist. Sounds even gayer when I write it down.

- I also collect music/memorabilia from the band Garbage. Not content with having pretty much the whole back catalogue, I have an even more obscure piece of history:

The first time I saw them was at Leeds Town & Country club, next to whicg was a bar called Zaks, which we drank in immediately prior to the gig. In the corner of Zaks was an old fruity machine, into which I chucked a spare 20p. This miniature gamble won me £8 in tokens (t'was years ago) all but 3 of which we spent on booze. But I still have the other 3, as a reminder of that first gig. No reason that I can fathom to this day.

Weird.
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