ave you ever accidentally thrown out something special by mistake? If you have, like me, you will empathise with Kevin Butler in this week’s Warm Fuzzies (page 74). Kevin threw out his wife Cindy’s of rubbish, and has a happy ending. A few years ago, I lost one of a pair of pearl earrings a dear friend had given me to wear at my wedding. It’d fallen out while walking our dog, Dizzy, and luckily, I spotted it in the grass. But instead of putting it back in, like a sensible person, I held on to it, thinking I’d pop it in later. Not long after, Dizzy did what dogs do on walks. I picked up his business with a bag and popped it in the big bin at the park. Back home, I realised, with horror, what I’d done. The earring was gone, so I had to go back to that bin where I’d likely chucked it, along with Dizzy’s poo! I grabbed washing up gloves and a torch, and held my breath as I dived head first into the bin, my legs dangling. It was five minutes of my life I never want to revisit. But I found it! Writer Lizzy had a much cleaner lost and found story. When her beloved grandfather passed away, she and her brothers bought their mum a bracelet with a guardian angel feather charm. ‘Mum loved it so much she never took it off,’ said Lizzy. Until she noticed it wasn’t there after gardening one day. ‘We spent hours going through bags of cuttings but it was gone,’ Lizzy said. ‘Mum was devastated, but when she went to bed we heard a scream of excitement. She’d found the charm – it had fallen off the bracelet and was lying under the covers!’ If you have any lost and found stories, I’d love to hear them.
