My grandma had a rose gold ring and I always admired it. Wanted it if I'm truthful.
When my grandma died, my mum inherited the ring. I was about 22 at the time. My mum was never really bothered about jewellery and usually let me have anything she inherited or was given. So there I was thinking it would come my way. It didn't. Well it did when my mum died a few years later but I think that really started my love of rose gold.
I did inherit a couple of rose gold pieces before that ring. A double curb chain necklace and a brooch.
I do love silver and white gold but Rose is always my preference. If I'm honest I love yellow gold too.
If you were to go for something antique ... which may or may not be your choice ... old English gold is another one to look out for. Not the full on rose gold of modern pieces but it has a beautiful soft tone. Not quite rose but not yellow either.
The ring has arrived - it is FAB! Pictures don't do it justice and the rose gold plating is such a pretty colour. I love the overall Paisley look of the swirly, pave set stones with five bezel set ones for good measure.
Bit of an indulgence currently but ........
Don't ask me what I think of you, I might not give the answer that you want me to.
I got carried away on the rose gold issue Nellie. I saw that ring live and it looked beautiful. I thought it would be a very easy ring to wear. Something to go with everything if you know what I mean
Oh that's me all over Min. Can you afford it this month Tink? No there's road tax, or jabs for the cat, or more money for my teef. Or in my case this month it is all of the flipping above!! Oh and new clothes for this ruddy conference ... lovely but necessary. Two Lola Rose bracelets and that daisy handbag and that's my lot.
I'm not whinging though. Not really. Oh well maybe I am. My teef have cost me a fortune this past six months.
I've always been fairly cautious. I pace myself. Money was tight when my mother was widowed & it's left its mark. My mother inherited my grandmother's rose gold bracelet & I remember my mother crying when she had to pawn it to pay a large bill. It was very worn & I don't think she got much for it, but the sentimental value was huge.
I'm Captain Sensible with money too Min. We were never short of money as kids but I've personally been weeks away from losing the roof over my head in the recession in the 90s and I've had a few months of an eye wateringiy high income. Somewhere in the middle is my preference.
I have a decent income but I run my own business and that can be precarious. My salary is the last bill to be paid so I always have to have a cash cushion. My Tink laughs at me as my version of being "broke" is very far from his.
Being broke or well off is the perception of the individual, one person might think being down to their last £1,000 was broke but for someone else it'd be £10
People who are wrong are just as sure they're right as people who are right, the only difference is they're wrong
I remember once or twice when we were a bit stretched my mother telling us to be quiet when the insurance man called. She'd pay him double the following week. On one particular occasion he called early and caught us out. My mother realising he would have heard noise from the house sent me to answer the door with the line, "My mother is not in." "When will she be back?" he said. My little sister, wanting to be in on the act turned towards the kitchen and shouted, "Mama! When will you be back?"
I've had enough debt in my life caused by other people. I'm very careful with my money now, but no petrol, no shopping, no council tax this month has led me astray a bit!