Wednesday, 25 July 2012
The other day I was putting some jewellery away and decided to sort out the tangled mess that was my jewellery box. Moving mum's wedding ring and dad's signet ring around, I tried them on individually and, not really holding out any hope, asked each if they could help me find a couple of rings I'd been missing for weeks. Back downstairs, I was drawn to the welsh dresser and picked up a little trinket box. Inside were the missing rings and a pair of earrings I thought I'd lost. I'd looked everywhere for those rings but would never have thought of checking the trinket box because it just wasn't somewhere I would have thought to put them. Maybe the old folks are still with me, maybe not. What do you think?