Finally, I spotted my quarry. Having refillled the sink prepartory to receiving those in need of care I gathered as many as I could. Then just as I was preparing to leave I spotted it. Considered extinct until then, it was one of the mythical long handled tea spoons! There out in plain sight it was lying on the coffee table. Immediately abondoning one of the glasses I rushed it off to the first aid station hoping that it was not to late. If only I had a second perhaps I could breed them.
Context is still searching for that second mythical spoon.