I never want to see another ear-ring again!

I am now in a position to reveal to you the answer to the mystery of yesterday's ear-ring that was found in the upstairs ladies loo.
It is not a happy story, and as a result, I think I'm permanently damaged.

Yesterday, there were many theories about how this item got there. A lot of you managed to weave all sorts of conspiracy theories, and it has even been suggested that it was bugged. I said yesterday, that it was confirmed that it was an ear-ring. However this was confirmed by Carl who is a bloke and knows nothing of these things. I discovered to my horror that it is a belly-button ring. And that it had been dropped (how!!). Not only that, but I had been handling it in order to photograph it - whilst eating a cheese and pickle sandwich at the same time. I felt even more ill when the owner relayed to me through a third person that it had been worn in other places as well - "..like the corridor ?" I asked, "not exactly" was the reply.
So full marks to dogwoodpuddle for suggesting its correct identity.

In order to give myself some relief from the shock, I attacked a huge box of "Krispy Kreme" donuts-the genuine article from a new outlet in the Trafford Centre, and pictured here.