Did you ever have a box of treasured objects as a child? I had two identical ones. They were shaped like a pirate’s treasure chest and had a padlock with a key. The shiny brown boxes lined with gold edges had originally contained a variety of delicious chocolates. The treasures I kept locked inside the boxes after their original contents had been eaten were much more meaningful. One of them was a newspaper article written about Finjy, my first goldfish. Mum and I found him floating upside down in his tank one afternoon. He looked decidedly unwell. Mum did what any pet lover would do, and took Finjy and I down to the local vet’s. Several days later, the following article appeared in a regular column of ‘The Herald’, a well known Melbourne newspaper. I saved the article and put it in my treasure box.