The Scarborough Evening News once surprised me with a headline that read:
Man found in street
"Whatever next?" I thought.
Leaves found on tree?
Sand found on beach?
Whatever...a signet ring that I have worn since our engagement almost 34 years ago has become rather tight recently, and a sore developed on the finger.
This afternoon, I went into Scarborough fire station, and one of the men very kindly cut the ring neatly from my finger.
As I was about to leave, he said he needed my name and address.
I do trust I won't find myself featured in T'News tomorrow. Stranger things have happened in sensation-starved news rooms.
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