Maeve, watch out or someone will start a "touchstone project" for you, making up a whimsical, fantastical tale to accompany each incomprehensibly bizarre mathom he or she finds to send you.

Like "These are the purple BVDs left behind by Cathal MacConnell when he stayed in your spare bedroom in 1981."

Not that I or anyone I know would ever so such a thing, of course...

(Though actually he did stay in my spare bedroom in 1981, and I did wind up with the aforementioned purple BVDs. I am happy to report that they do NOT remain in my life as a touchstone!)