Never am I so creative as when it comes to finding something to do instead of what I really should be doing. There’s nothing like a looming deadline to spark some crackpot ideas. So it was that something I’d read somewhere on the internet came back to me. A tip on cleaning wooden spoons. I’d come across it in the middle of a sleepless night when, contrary to the advice of sleep experts, I’d resorted in desperation to doomscrolling. Being quite attached to my wooden spoons, I........

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