Turns out the hand soap refills in our upstairs loo have been here since before some of our undergraduates were born (And expired before most of them were out of nappies). The eye-height medicine-style cupboard has been half-open since I first came to this building in 2013, and always looked a bit unloved. I sort of assumed maintenance or someone else kept tabs on it but, er. Maybe not. And, er. Round 2: I cleared out the common room magazine rack earlier. It’s also been untouched since well before 2014, and the most recent addition was a New Statesman with Cameron and Milliband on the front cover. Most copies of Aesthetica (?!) and Private Eye went back to the mid-90s. What’s lingering at the back of your work cupboards?