In Malaga my wallet was stolen at a market where I was wanting to, interestingly, buy a new wallet. (But then couldn't because I no longer had any money).
They made off with €50 and a couple of cards, but what I missed the most was a little folding plastic spoon I'd got with an icecream in Australia.
How one is meant to travel without a spoon remains unclear.
So, finally, I got around to making myself a replacement. Hence:
the spoon fork.
(Not a spork!)