Oh how I yearn for a simpler time, when a young man would simply give his paramour an intricately crafted wooden spoon to show his affection and ability to provide for their future family, especially if they ever ran out of spoons
It has come to my attention that not everyone knows what lovespoons are.
This is a lovespoon. Theyâre found in several cultures worldwide, particularly in Scandinavia, but most famously in Wales (that photo is a Welsh lovespoon) and, from at least the 17th century, they were given as gifts by a suitor to his intended lady. Theyâre supposed to be carved from one block of wood, and decorated with various symbols which have slightly nuanced meanings, all basically a variation on âyouâre rad, want to get wed?â
Because marriage in poor, rural parts of Wales was often more akin to cohabitation at the time (i.e. you didnât really have a big olâ legal ceremony, you just sort of said âweâre married nowâ and shacked up together) a lovespoon could act as a wedding ring of sorts; youâd put your goshdarn heart and soul into carving it and youâd give it to the dame you sought, and if she accepted the spoon, then you were essentially wed, or at least bound together in a meaningful way. Itâs assumed that they were initially supposed to be at least somewhat functional, because people did in fact eat with wooden spoons back in the day, but theyâre now purely decorative. And hoo boy, can they be decorative. These are some of the ones on display at St Fagans Museum:
Nowadays, theyâre generally mass produced, and tend to look more like this:
Brings a whole new meaning to the sheer romance of spooning, doesnât it?
St Faganâs museum is one of my favourite places in the world. Itâs dedicated to preserving the history of ordinary Welsh people and they do a wonderful job of it. And itâs free!
Thereâs a lot I miss about Wales and St Faganâs is definitely high on the list.
NOT TO BRAG but I live super close to St Fagans, and me and my pals used to drive over on our free period at school, go to the Victorian bakery, and buy a loaf of hot, fresh bread to eat in the sixth form common room. A true delight.
My Welsh boyfriend bought me this beautiful love spoon necklace for my birthday and it's the most romantic gift he's ever given me
































