DH lobs at the merest hint of an imaginary chip.
I tend to think, what the hell, if it's not cracked a tiny tiny flake isn't going to kill us.
I admit, I'm probably wrong, we'll be riddled with swine flu and syphilis, but it has to be a 'proper' chip in a plate before I'll chuck it.
DH chucks plates with chips underneath. That's just wrong, to me. Even with the germ risk.