What's in your wardrobe?
Unlike the following people, there is nothing of real value or interest in my wardrobe, my attic or the crawl space beneath my house. It's one of the downsides to living in Southern California; there isn't enough history to allow the average person to find items of significant historical interest beneath the floorboards. The only claim to fame my house has is that the drummer of a well-known 1980's hair band that shall not be named once lived here. Every once in a while we receive some of his mail but I'd rather have one of the following:
a painting by Caravaggio,
a sketch by Michelangelo,
or a first edition book by Chaucer.