I just tackled one of the drawers in a small chest - full of goodness knows what, the stuff and junk of ages. But to my amazement I found a pair of pearl and diamond earrings dh gave me ages ago. For a quite a few years now I’ve been tormenting myself that I’d lost them through my own carelessness - I thought I knew exactly how, too.
But there they were, in a little box, but not the fancier one they’d come in. Goodness knows what sort of brain lapse I must have had to have forgotten where I’d put them - having been so convinced that they were lost!
Dh has never asked why I haven’t been wearing them - TBH he’s not much of a ‘noticer’ and just as well!
I haven’t worn earrings since losing a favourite pearl stud some time ago, piercings have now closed up, so I shall now get them done again.
Talk about phew!!!
Fundamental reset for social care?
My dad spent 40 years mastering his craft, and last week someone half his age told him how to eat.😠
Good Morning Tuesday 7th July 2026



