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heleninwalesAs I posted previously, after a struggle, I managed to remove my wedding ring which had become much too tight. Originally I thought I'd just get it enlarged or possibly buy a new one, but thanks to a comment from curiouswombat, I decided to get it re-made.
I've had my mother's wedding ring for over 30 years but didn't know what to do with it. I didn't want to sell it but wasn't going to wear it. So, today I took both rings to a local jeweller who will make one larger ring from them which I will be able to wear comfortably again. Fortunately they are both 22 carat gold, so that's straightforward to do. He will also enlarge my engagement ring. The jeweller was fairly local, his shop is in Barmouth, so G came along too and we had a short walk while we were there.
After parking in the main car park on the sea front, we walked through to the jewellers, passing the old lockup on the way.
And on the way back to the car park we passed a piece of the old Barmouth bridge. The curved spans were replaced recently but the contractors have given Barmouth a piece of the original bridge. It now forms a sort of industrial looking sculpture.
After changing into walking boots and donning our sun hats, we set off past the church to climb the steep hill behind Barmouth.
The vegetation seems to have gone mad this year. I don't remember the path being quite this hemmed in last time we walked it.
The view over Barmouth. Believe it or not, that's someone's garden just the other side of the stone wall, hence the rose.
Onwards and upwards! A view of the harbour and estuary comes into sight.
We climbed up to the information board explaining that Dinas Olau was the first property owned by the National Trust. Starting to descend again, we passed this house where the front door is level with the chimney of the house below it.
These steep steps are the only way to reach it. There is no way to get any kind of vehicle up to these houses. How do you fancy having to climb and descend these steps to reach your home?
Soon we found ourselves back on the main street. As we had things we needed to do, we didn't linger and headed straight back to the car and thence home.
curiouswombat, I decided to get it re-made. I've had my mother's wedding ring for over 30 years but didn't know what to do with it. I didn't want to sell it but wasn't going to wear it. So, today I took both rings to a local jeweller who will make one larger ring from them which I will be able to wear comfortably again. Fortunately they are both 22 carat gold, so that's straightforward to do. He will also enlarge my engagement ring. The jeweller was fairly local, his shop is in Barmouth, so G came along too and we had a short walk while we were there.
After parking in the main car park on the sea front, we walked through to the jewellers, passing the old lockup on the way.
And on the way back to the car park we passed a piece of the old Barmouth bridge. The curved spans were replaced recently but the contractors have given Barmouth a piece of the original bridge. It now forms a sort of industrial looking sculpture.
After changing into walking boots and donning our sun hats, we set off past the church to climb the steep hill behind Barmouth.
The vegetation seems to have gone mad this year. I don't remember the path being quite this hemmed in last time we walked it.
The view over Barmouth. Believe it or not, that's someone's garden just the other side of the stone wall, hence the rose.
Onwards and upwards! A view of the harbour and estuary comes into sight.
We climbed up to the information board explaining that Dinas Olau was the first property owned by the National Trust. Starting to descend again, we passed this house where the front door is level with the chimney of the house below it.
These steep steps are the only way to reach it. There is no way to get any kind of vehicle up to these houses. How do you fancy having to climb and descend these steps to reach your home?
Soon we found ourselves back on the main street. As we had things we needed to do, we didn't linger and headed straight back to the car and thence home.
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