I have a wooden chest. Not a wooden heart.
Elvis Presley has a wooden heart. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hlbu6SsjlSE
I found my chest deep in the cellars of the house as what I had in France. The house had previously been the town bread shop. The box had a specific purpose. They chucked the dough into it and let it rise. There is a name for this kind of chest in French but I have forgotten it.
Anyway, with great difficulty I extracted it from the cave
and spent weeks removing the many coats of paint as what had been applied thereupon.
I have neglected my chest. Today I applied teak oil and wax to make her happy.
I like cleaning things.