I am not a regular hoarder, but in March last year, in a moment of madness or brilliance, I decided to keep all my daily copies of the Guardian. It was already apparent that 2020 was going to be rather different from any other year, and I thought they might be worth keeping as a record. They are now in a couple of cardboard boxes in the spare room, and I’m going to put them in the loft. I’m in my 50s now, but maybe one day in the future, when I’m not in the best of health and have lost friends and loved ones and things are not going so well, I’ll get them down and remind myself that it could be a lot worse.
• We’re wondering what the record is for finding old copies of the Guardian? We have just discovered, behind our kitchen fireplace, several pages of the issue for 25 July 1981 – a few days before the royal wedding. For nearly 40 years, this tightly folded wedge of newspaper has been doing a steadfast job of keeping boards from rattling and providing the mice in the chimney with a bit of high-class bedding.