…am a little teapot…


My little teapot, which dates back to my student years has a new hat. Alison made it. It was the result of much effort that produced several misfits but this one was right. It looks a bit like the top of a Moroccan tajine dish. It weighs as much as the entire teapot and fits only in one way but it has made the teapot into something more special than it has ever been before. I can see the other teapots turning green from envy.

The poor little thing has been sitting amidst cobwebs and cellar mildew for decades, after a much more exciting life in Holland, Lebanon, Senegal and Brooklyn. But somewhere along the way it’s hat broke and we stopped using it. It’s a story about hope and never giving up, both for Alison, me and the teapot.

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