Invariably as a randomly assorted bag of empty outer sleeves, empty torn and ragged inner sleeves and naked vinyl.

At home I normally store all my good and recent records in big heaps all around the floor of my flat and teatering on every available surface, again in the tried and tested tradition of empty sleeves and naked vinyl arranged randomly.

In stark contrast I store all my crap records anally in pristine sleeves, carefully filed away on shelves sorted out by label.