When I was a child I had a small grey tin filled with things that were for some unknown reason treasures in my mind. A red heart shaped key chain and about a dozen holographic Simpsons cards lay in it. The other thing I kept in the tin was a miniature plastic snow orb. My boyfriend Martin gave it to me when I was four. At my fifth birthday party I told him No Boys Allowed on the trampoline. He was so upset that he went home and even though my mother drove me to his house the next day with a piece of conciliatory birthday cake and I said sorry, I never saw him again. Relationships, huh.