Out & About
I prepared my coffee with the sun streaming through the windows and a smile on my face.
I had big plans for my day.
Minimaya. What's that, dear reader? You want to know what I bought?
Well, I'll tell you. I purchased two beautiful, locally made leather vests (Mother, you will be so jealous when you see them!) and a fabulously warm black scarf. I won't even tell you how much I paid because you'll never believe me, the sale was that good.
The sun was setting and the sky was beautiful!
"OH MY GOSH MY RING, IT'S GONE!"
No, not that ring, thank goodness, but another one. The simple wire ring that my parents bought on a trip to Australia and had given to me last Christmas had disappeared from my finger. My ring was somewhere in Tunbridge Wells and I didn't know where! I immediately turned into Gollum and started searching for the ring. I turned my bags inside out, I retraced my footsteps, I sent a desperate plea to the people of Twitter to help find my ring, but I knew in my heart that it was lost. Probably...
I let my new suede vest comfort me in the midst of my loss.
The pockets of the vest reminded me of Bilbo Baggins which in turn made me think of Gollum, then the ring, my loss and my sadness.
Just kidding! I was actually quite happy.
Tunbridge Wells Writers.
We (because I'm a part of their group now) meet at The Black Pig every other Tuesday.
When I arrived home, I kicked my feet up and told David about my night. And he told me about his night. And then we went to bed.
Now, I know you're really concerned about my lost ring, so you'll be delighted to know that I found it! I remembered trying on a pair of gloves whilst shopping at Minimaya and thought that maybe, just maybe, my ring had fallen off in the finger of the glove. Lo and behold, I was correct, and this afternoon I skipped down the High Street to retrieve it. So la-di-da & happily ever after.
As always, you're a gem for reading. A BIG HUGE PRECIOUS GEM. And I love you.