When my Baby proposed, he didn't present me with a ring. He knew that I perhaps would want to choose something myself, and he also might have been slightly scared to offer me a ring, given that on more than one occasion I have ranted on about it being an outdated, sexist tradition that came from men making a downpayment on their 'goods'. And then I might have followed that with a rant about the unethical nature of a lot of the diamond industry, blood diamonds and all, coupled with their stockpiling of gems to inflate the prices, and the whole 'tradition' of a ring being a month's salary coming from a De Beers advertising campaign in the 1930s.
Earlier this year, when we were digging over the patch of garden destined to be our veg patch, I came across this ring, dirty and a bit bashed. Here it is, in all its unearthed glory.
After the proposal, my Baby said "I should have brought that ring we found in the garden", and the romance of it appealed greatly. It was something discovered in the veg patch of our first home together, it doesn't have diamonds in, and it's vintage. The band has a break in it, so this means that it's also adjustable(!), and fits my finger perfectly!
As far as date, my thoughts were that as it's got quite a pink tint to it, copper must have been added. Today we'd call that 'rose gold' but that's a modern term I think. Adding copper to gold was popular in late Victorian times, and also in the 1930s and 1940s. Gold generally has other metals added as it's so soft on its own, but different eras used different metals. It's unmarked, which again could point at it being late Victorian (before they added gold marks), but that could equally mean that it's much later, but so incredibly cheap that it couldn't get a gold hallmark if it tried. I don't think the indentations look deep enough to have ever held stones, but again I know nothing about jewellery really so that's just a guess. Is it just a bit of tat, or is it old? I have no clue.
It pinches my finger terribly, because of the break in the band, so I have since ordered a non-diamond ring from an ethical jewellery company. It seems that despite all of my feminist rants, I have a magpie-like urge for something sparkly... Sorry!!