Agreed. It's a Ying Yang thing.Everyone should have at least one set of flatmates in their lives.
Everyone should also have to wait tables for a year, similar to compulsory military duty.
Ok I'm naïve I know so I'll be the first to ask. What is the relationship between teaspoons and raincoats? Did it simply not want to get wet?I got so excited recently, because I was missing a teaspoon and there was no obvious explanation for how it went missing! I looked everywhere it could be. It had been months since I could have accidentally thrown it away, and I'd seen it since then, so it couldn't have been tossed out. I asked out loud for the imps to return it, and hoped to see it in the middle of my living room floor.
False alarm. The next time it rained, I found the spoon in the pocket of my raincoat, where I'd left it that last time it had rained, a couple of weeks before. I'd just forgotten to put it back.
Nothing Ever Happens to Me.
Or work in retail for a year. Or be a teacher/dr/nurse on the front line. One thing you learn quickly - Joe Public is nuts.Everyone should also have to wait tables for a year, similar to compulsory military duty.
Not naive, just sane.Ok I'm naïve I know so I'll be the first to ask. What is the relationship between teaspoons and raincoats? Did it simply not want to get wet?
It sounds distressing for you and your familiy members to experience the acceleration of behavior like that. I hope you all had some good times too, or at least you had someone's moral support!Now I look back, the first 'symptom' was - around 1983 - I came back from uni 150 miles away, got through the door, went nowhere near the kitchen, sat down and within thirty seconds of walking in she was accusing me of stealing a teaspoon.
Ha - it's like those word games people use to play on Google. Put 2 or 3 words together and the winner was the one who got zero results from a Google search. You would probably have won with "raincoat" and "teaspoon" prior to your post!Not naive, just sane.
I take my own tea spoons when I go to cafes so I won't have to use plastic spoons or resiny wood stirrers.
LOL. Not with her, no. She was a nightmare from the start. Now she's dead, am waiting for it to properly hit home but so far - nothing. No flashbacks - nowt. We always said she had early onset dementia from when she was in her 40s, seemed obvious. Even when she was so obviously deluded, in her 70s, she was claiming that my dead dad was hanging from a tree in her garden and ringing the police at 2AM, it sitll took the medics months to finally diagnose dementia. Very odd because my degree's essentially in 'Beowulf' - but I was saying it all along...It sounds distressing for you and your familiy members to experience the acceleration of behavior like that. I hope you all had some good times too, or at least you had someone's moral support!
LOL. Not with her, no. She was a nightmare from the start. Now she's dead, am waiting for it to properly hit home but so far - nothing. No flashbacks - nowt. We always said she had early onset dementia from when she was in her 40s, seemed obvious. Even when she was so obviously deluded, in her 70s, she was claiming that my dead dad was hanging from a tree in her garden and ringing the police at 2AM, it sitll took the medics months to finally diagnose dementia. Very odd because my degree's essentially in 'Beowulf' - but I was saying it all along...
Those teaspoons, though. Her mother - who also had dementia but not such an early onset - also claimed people stole her spoons. Must be a thing.
Not sure if this counts as a hit—there are SPOON brand raincoats . . . so I lose . . . snif :sorry:Ha - it's like those word games people use to play on Google. Put 2 or 3 words together and the winner was the one who got zero results from a Google search. You would probably have won with "raincoat" and "teaspoon" prior to your post!
Not sure if this counts as a hit—there are SPOON brand raincoats . . . so I lose . . . snif :sorry:
https://www.farfetch.com/shopping/women/spoon/trench-raincoat-1/items.aspx
(I don't want to make it a link—that seems too much like advertising. Besides, the clothes on that site look rather ugly. No accounting for taste.)
But they do make damn fine breakfasts if you like that sort of thing.There are also weather spoons. Well, Wetherpoons. Where you might well want to bring your own cutlery.
Those teaspoons, though. Her mother - who also had dementia but not such an early onset - also claimed people stole her spoons. Must be a thing.
Yes, that's spot on. 18thC wills and inventories always itemise the silver spoons along with the most valuable household stuff. I suppose my step grandmother was a Victorian and brought up by Victorians - and they weren't so far from those 18thC spoon counters! Also, maybe the practical thing that teaspoons are indeed easy to lose so the first thing someone with paranoia might imagine has been stolen..?There's probably some basis for anxiety here though. I remember as a child growing up in Yorkshire how elderly people seemed almost obsessed with things like teaspoons. Thinking about it, the possession of teaspoons and the like was probably regarded as the owner having reached some sort of genteel level way back when , and silver ones would have been incredibly relatively expensive. And of course that generation treasured everything they had, so that the loss of them (whether imagined or not) would have been seen as a blow.
Nice find. Sounds like an Apostle Spoon. I have one in my teaspoon collection but sadly not silver.Dug up a silver (hallmarked) teaspoon in the garden, last year. It has a saint or something on the top of it
I remember as a kid we had a set of the second ones down. Probably weren’t silver either.Nice find. Sounds like an Apostle Spoon. I have one in my teaspoon collection but sadly not silver.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apostle_spoon
Ah no, he's not hallmarked - I misremembered. Looks like silver plated. But yes, I think he must be an apostle - he's holding a book but it looks like he's hugging a clipboard. Mine will be a 20thC one, probably - doesn't look like it has much age to it. I wonder if it's a lucky thing to find!Nice find. Sounds like an Apostle Spoon. I have one in my teaspoon collection but sadly not silver.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apostle_spoon
Must be the Mandela effect or something.I was wondering if it was the one who you are meant to bury in the garden for a quick house sale?
I'd never heard of this until about 5 years ago. Now it seems to be "something everyone knows about" and "something we've always done". I just couldn't
Just remembered that old saying:There are also weather spoons. Well, Wetherpoons. Where you might well want to bring your own cutlery.
IIRC, that's St Joseph and the poor soul is supposed to be buried upside down or face down or something uncomfortable like that.I was wondering if it was the one who you are meant to bury in the garden for a quick house sale?
I'd never heard of this until about 5 years ago. Now it seems to be "something everyone knows about" and "something we've always done". I just couldn't
Sounds like he's the saint of office managers!But yes, I think he must be an apostle - he's holding a book but it looks like he's hugging a clipboard.
The reason why I only ever use the shortest spoon possible. edit I meant the longest.Just remembered that old saying:
"He who sups with the devil should have a long spoon".
Seems appropriate for 'Spoons, right now.
Ah yes, or a parking warden.IIRC, that's St Joseph and the poor soul is supposed to be buried upside down or face down or something uncomfortable like that.
If it makes you feel any better, I'd never heard of it either until I read about it on the Forteana Forum.
Sounds like he's the saint of office managers!
You'd probably win the Google game referred to above with "Washington DC" and "teaspoon" as wellThe teaspoon in the raincoat thing has just reminded me of something.
Years ago Mr Zebra and I went to Washington DC for a holiday. I became quite unnerved throughout the holiday (which was otherwise thoroughly enjoyable) because I always seemed to get picked out for security checks at the airport or museums etc. even though Mr Zebra wasn't. We couldn't figure out why.
At some point after the holiday, when we were back home, I found a teaspoon in a small pocket of the bag I'd taken with me on holiday...
... which was also the bag I used to take to work, where I had my own teaspoon for when I occasionally had yoghurt for lunch (because I didn't like using the work cutlery). I'd completely forgotten it was in there when we'd packed for the holiday.
Long story short... the teaspoon must've been setting off the metal detectors at the airport etc. hence why I kept getting checked.
Nice find. Sounds like an Apostle Spoon. I have one in my teaspoon collection but sadly not silver.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apostle_spoon