At the weekend, we returned to the shopping “mall” to pickup my new wedding ring that was ordered the previous Monday. It is identical to the one it is meant to replace. The original was lost in 1999, the last time we had a proper holiday in fact, and was claimed by the English Channel. While frolicking in the surf with The Missus on St Aubin’s Bay in Jersey, the biggest wave I have ever seen (it seemed really big, honest) knocked me off my feet and took me under the water. When I regained my footing, I instantly noticed that my wedding ring was gone. Before the wave hit, I was in good spirits, laughing and playing in the sun and afterwards, I was reduced to blubbering and sniffing like a big baby as I frantically searched in the bubbling surf for the missing piece of jewellery.
Now I have a replacement and this time it is slightly larger to take into account of my larger fingers (I blame the guitar playing, honest). It is very sparkly, sparkly and I am feeling like Gorgeous George at the moment.
Bugwatch Update
On Friday, I entered the kitchen to hear a loud thumping noise. I initially thought it was a bird trapped in the kitchen, such was the noise, but on investigation I noticed it was a bug. I caught it and took photographs. It was as big as my thumb and very, very quick. I didn’t like the look of it. What do you think?

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