Expensive emerald experience.
YEARS ago when I lived in another part of Yorkshire I met an attractive young lady called Sam.
One thing, as they say, led to another and next thing I knew she was demanding I place a 'fancy' rock on her fourth finger.
I was so amused by this demand that despite my many misgivings - her second marriage had only lasted 12 days and I was still technically married - I foolishly acceded to her request.
One Saturday morning I entered a Huddersfield jewellers and bought a rather fetching emerald ring.
Fortunately I demurred at the chance to purchase the matching earrings at PS3,000 the pair.
The relationship was firey and inevitably the ring spent more time in its box than on her finger and soon it unravelled and she found someone more congenial to live with.
Protocol demands that the ring is posted back to the suitor accompanied by a suitably grave note expressing sadness at how it didn't all quite work out etc.
But to my amusement I later found out that she had sold it and bought some champagne and fireworks.
A party had been held in a bid to finally "get me out of her head'' and I disappeared from her life to the chink of glasses and a puff of rather expensive smoke.
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|Publication:||Huddersfield Daily Examiner (Huddersfield, England)|
|Date:||Jan 25, 2014|
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