I have this photograph. It is stuck on the wall above my desk. It is of a girl with blond curly hair and big blue eyes. She is cheekily licking an orange spoon covered in chocolate cake mix. It is her mother’s spoon, they have made a cake together. And whenever she is to see that spoon in later life, she will think of this photograph and remember the bond she shares with her mother. She is wearing navy blue overalls with small white buttons and red skivvy. The picture is taken on a slant, and because of this, it is possible to hear the giggles of the child and of her mother, the photographer, as she clicks the shutter closed.