"Bunnykins"

During a cupboard clear out we re-discovered this old plate. Way back in the early fifties it was my breakfast porridge plate until I grew a bit too old for cute little bunny rabbits. And no, I don't mean last year!
The plate's first re-discovery was nearly twenty years ago when it was found acting as a bird bath at the (rather overgrown) bottom of my father's garden. Rescued and washed, it was "tidied away" into a box at the back of one of our kitchen cupboards where it stayed until yesterday. A further wash did not really improve things but a light scrub with a magic sponge really did the business.
So what now for our plate? I don't think Eve will want it and I have to say it weighs a helluva lot so I would not want to risk it being dropped on the floor or on anyone waiting patiently under the high chair. Maybe back in the box would be safest.