

Artificial. Cost me an arm and a leg when I got it, but I’ve had it for so long it averages less than half the price of a real tree pre year. Plus, I don’t have to bother with finding a good tree, transporting it home, and then driving to dump it at the recycling centre.

My grandfather’s chess set he used to teach me chess. My grandmother’s piece of coloured glass she kept on her fireplace mantle. The key to my first car, which I drove for 16 years before a tree fell on it during an overnight ice storm. My access badge to the old World Trade Center from 2000. My kids’ first baby teeth.