Last week I was trying to think of the oldest thing I own that I use frequently.
This rug has sat beside my bed for as long as I can remember, probably since about 1963. It has gone with me from London to France via many places in Australia. I put my feet on it as I get out of bed every morning I am at home.
It's looking a bit tatty now, but it has never been repaired or cleaned. It may be time to treat it with more respect.
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