Chittle Chattle is about chitchat! Or something like that, anyway. Recently, however, I have neither chitted or chatted. Well, today I have something to relate. It’s really to furthere explain the post that you will find here.
Just how mundane can it be?
A wooden spoon?
And one with a chewed end, to boot!
Well, needless to say – there is a story about this particular spoon, and I just hope that our daughter isn’t reading this post!
You see, once upon a time, a few years ago now (when she was about 5 I should think) this spoon belonged to her! It was part of a cookery set that she was given for Christmas. We spent many happy hours baking cakes and mixing things – daughter with the above spoon, and me with one that was much bigger and more clumsy.
At this time we had two dogs.
One was beautifully behaved – never any bother and a good companion.
The other ……..
… let’s just say that she was boisterous! Full of life and vitality (she was several years younger that the one mentioned previously, by the way) but she chewed!
She chewed anything…..
… and everything!
One fateful day the beloved spoon above was stolen from its hiding place by said dog. Other items in the same hidey-hole were also ‘appropriated’ and destroyed beyond recognition. The spoon survived in its above state – but no more did we fancy using it for cooking :(
Sadly the dog expired. That is another story and not for today, however, the spoon remained, now safely in a drawer, out of sight, out of mind.
Daughter got married and left home! Two children came and went (in as much as they have now left home) and still the spoon lay in the drawer until……
I found it not so very long ago. It’s had another really good scrub and wash – and I’ve started using it again. My goodness me! It’s the perfect size for so many things, and SO comfortable to hold. Does daughter want it back? I don’t know – she doesn’t yet know that I have it. However, I will tell you one thing…….
SHE WILL HAVE TO FIGHT ME FOR IT! :D