tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post4288470958851879906..comments2023-09-13T03:10:36.690-07:00Comments on Robin's Nest: Recollections of a warped mind (No. 6)Old Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-77288869176812495972011-09-13T22:18:59.510-07:002011-09-13T22:18:59.510-07:00It may have been me that used the spoon to dig in ...It may have been me that used the spoon to dig in the garden, and I am very sorry for it if it was me Dad. As a child I would have seen that spoon and thought how pretty it was compared to all the other pedestrian spoons in the drawer. A bit like how Edward was lured by his exotic Wallace. <br /><br />If only Princes stood by those types of standards today. Imagine, Wallce would have always known how well loved she was because of what Edward gave up for her, but how could she ever return that kind of gesture. Talk about obligated.Chapter Fortyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16005206439235137179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-33912416422696992962011-09-13T10:16:18.242-07:002011-09-13T10:16:18.242-07:00I feel bad for the spoon. Who knows how long the y...I feel bad for the spoon. Who knows how long the yearn to be discovered again is going to last. It might lose its glory along the way and the future archeologist wouldn't know about its royal touch. The spoon's glory lies only in your memory...Nice recollections :)br|shhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12172866271784283967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-45435671800137145452011-09-12T07:00:20.664-07:002011-09-12T07:00:20.664-07:00Ah yes! Edward. Golf swing with a bent left arm....Ah yes! Edward. Golf swing with a bent left arm. Held his pipe dead centre in his mouth, which looked stupid. Nazi lover! Gave his wife Crown property jewels, which she in turn passed on to the French state. I am sorry that you associated with him. I of course was much older than you at the time, and would have nothing to do with him. Word verification is COOPAT - that's nearly COWPAT!Altonianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02841390371168941022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-76446193707830252872011-09-12T05:18:52.687-07:002011-09-12T05:18:52.687-07:00I enjoy your gentle, yet defined, poitical and soc...I enjoy your gentle, yet defined, poitical and social commentary. But what my mind is really picturing, is that future archeologist finding that spoon. Can't you just imagine all the stories and explanations he and his associates could come up with to explain it's presence where it was found? I'm going to have fun with that little fantasy for a while! Thank you, wonderful writing as ever.Kwee Cats and Arthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16650228469037436925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-73112330964634724742011-09-12T03:35:12.638-07:002011-09-12T03:35:12.638-07:00I love this little tale of your history :)
Here...I love this little tale of your history :)<br />Here's hoping that someone will one day come across a silver spoon in the dirt and recollect this story...Dee Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05077141911351737390noreply@blogger.com