Is this a dagger...

...Which I see before me?

No.

It's a tired and battered raisin and a dead dandelion.
Neither of which are terribly exciting. But together they are tangible evidence of the visit of two small and loved boys. The former was dropped during a (mid-meal) mission. Mid-meal missions are frowned upon... ''Why are you leaving the table? Wipe your h....oh, never mind''. (They don't come often enough to play the strict card.)
The latter was a love token.
For me :-)

It's the anniversary of the death of Shakespeare. When was he born? Who knows?
And it's St Georges Day. Some things from school stick in your mind.
I sometimes wish more things that mattered stuck in mine.