Band on the run

We had a lovely time with Mum and Dad, except that while in the Museum of Scotland on Sunday, Mum noticed that her wedding ring was missing. It has hardly been off her finger for 56 years. We retraced our steps in the musuem and searched high and low in the flat, including picking through the bin in case it had been thrown in with the potato peelings, but to no avail.

So it was fantastic when Susie found it glinting on the floor under the dining table today. It was a lovely phone call to make to say it had been found.