A ring

Simples, a ring.....

I had a gold wedding ring, it nearly caused me to lose my finger. Three of us Marine types were building a barricade of elderly vehicles. As we rolled one over my ring caught on a piece of metal. I had to jump onto the car and go with it, by pushing my hand the ring came free and I fell in a heap on the deck. The ring went in my pocket and stayed there. 

In 1983 it was stolen with other bits from a house we rented out. 

Recently, when told I was not going to fall off the planet in the immediate future I asked the Garden Fairy if I might have a replacement. No idea why, it just seems like the right thing to do. We went into Truro this morning and collected it, happy little lad now. Platinum ain't half expensive!