Apparently when I was about 3 I used to entertain myself by digging in the earth under the rose bushes with a silver spoon. I love it when my mother comes out with these amazing images.
I wonder what I found there. I wonder whether I just liked being near the plants and enjoyed the peace and quiet. I wonder whether I was using my christening spoon, the one I only recently liberated from my parents' house. I felt like a robber, asking them to let me take home my own christening spoon.