I have some nice bits and pieces of jewellery. I hardly ever wear it though. I got out of the habit when my children were babies. Having your earring grabbed by a small child is not much fun. I like long necklaces and pendants but I don't seem able to wear them properly. They will insist on encircling themselves around one boob rather than hanging gracefully between both. I'm not good at brooches either. I can't position them in the right place, they look wrong where ever I put them and my fingers are too pudgy for rings.
Recently I accused Charlie of never buying me jewellery. He felt,rightly, that this was unfair and proceeded to list the items he had bought me in the 23 years we have known each other.
'There was that heart-shaped thing that opened with the Japanese writing on it'
He meant the round silver locket with the celtic knot pattern in the picture below.
'Ok, but that doesn't count because I asked for that'
'Well, there was that necklace with everyone's initials on'
'Yes, but I told you to buy that as well'
'What about that spinny thing?'
'Yes, that necklace with a silver disc which spun when you pulled the chain so that it said 'I love you', like one of those toy things'
'You know, the spinny thing'
'I have no idea what you are talking about'
'Yes you do'
'I have never set eyes on any piece of jewellery like that in my life'
'Was that not you?'
Before you get the wrong idea I should point out that marital harmony is intact.