Chuck my keys up on the worktop.
Reason:
Nobody is going to search all the houses near my car to find out it's this house, then break into the house to still my keys. Why? Because it's a nearly 20 year old 1.6 MK3 with crash damaged panels and a bright silver wing.
They would more than likely break in next door and help themselves to either of the Mercs, one of the two Beemers or the Range Rover.