Me: Nostalgia can be quite a pleasant sensation, can’t it, Ants.
Anthony: Yes and no.
Me: What do you mean, “yes and no”?
Anthony: Well every time I see anyone who looks a bit like you, I get a pang of it.
Me: With me it’s not people as much as things.
Anthony: Like what?
Me: That pottery we used to search Perth for.
Anthony: Arabia ware.
Me: Yes, except it’s from Finland.
Anthony: How do you know that?
Me: I just googled it.
Anthony: We don’t have any left do we?
Me: One saucer. I was going to try and get a cup to go with it but have suddenly realised I don’t particularly like it.
Anthony: Sacrilege!
Me: Anyway, how come a workaholic dairy farmer like yourself had a thing for Scandinavian tableware.
Anthony: I’ve taken that secret to my grave.
Me: C’mon, tell me, Ants. It’s one of the many things I wish I’d asked you before you died.
Anthony: Actually, I’ve forgotten.
Me: Oh well.
Anthony: And all these years I thought you liked it as much as I did.
Me: So did I! The only reason I want to find it now is because it reminds me of you, not because you are the god of good taste.
Anthony: But I am! I suppose you’re going to tell me you don’t like willow pattern now … hey, wait a minute, where are you going? Don’t avoid the question. Jules? Come back here!
Me: Haha!
jmgoyder 
Love the lightness, love the humor. These upbeat conversations are all about healing, comfort and love!
The things we enjoy are often because of ‘somebody’ more than because of the thing!!!! 🙂
I really enjoyed this post. Think of you with much love.
so funny. i feel like you could write a short play based upon these conversations.
I am beginning now to write a screenplay – early days but I think it will work, not sure
Of course now you want a replacement cup you will have trouble finding one, Tim doesn’t have the best taste in things but that’s ok I still love him
That struck a true note.