Anyway, one of the things she pulled out to show my wife was the name tag I'd had in hospital when I was a baby. Back then, they made the tags out of little blocks of letters and threaded them onto a piece of elastic. She's kept them in a matchbox ever since:
These days, they wouldn't be allowed within three metres of a child because they'd be regarded as a choking hazard. Instead, they put bands round their wrists and ankles that have to be cut off, like when you go to a theme park. Not that this stopped my elder daughter from removing both of them when she was in hospital...
The matchbox says: "British Made", which I've always thought was a nice touch.