A few days ago, my dad popped round for a visit. We ended up chatting about how my husbands phone is on its last legs (at full throttle it barely manages 15-20 minutes before giving up the ghost, and if you swap the battery, it only gets more temperamental). So, Ive actually been on the hunt for a new phone as a birthday treat to myself.
The plan is for my husband to take my current one, bless him. We all know I need the upgrade more. Anyway, Dad suddenly digs out this battered old box and says, “This is from your grandmother. You can flog it and buy yourself a phone.” Turns out, Grandma decided to give me her wedding ring. Miraculously, even the original box survived.
Alongside the ring, the box held a receipt, a label, and an official seal. The ring was bought in 1977. Weighs just over 7 grams.
Given my not-so-vast experience with prices from back in the day, Ive no clue how ring prices then stack up to ours now. Still, it looks expensive to me. Chunky wedding bands were all the rage back then apparently, people could actually afford them.
These days, you wouldnt catch many folks buying such a robust ring. No idea how much its worth now. It’s made of 14-karat gold, and honestly, I reckon the gold from back in the Soviet days might have been better than what you get today. The ring itself is massive compared to what people buy for engagements these days it puts the modern, dainty types to shame.
Of course, right off the bat, I said I wouldnt dream of selling it. Ill wear it proudly. I dont buy into old wives tales (you know, the one about not wearing someone elses ring). To me, this is a special keepsake. Phones, on the other hand, barely make it a year before theyre kaput you buy one, use it, toss it out. A ring like this, well, theres no way Ill ever buy another.
So, what would you do if you had a ring like this?
