trev
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Got this wee ring back from the jewelers today all cleaned up with the slight plough damaged dent repaired, you guys asked for the story so here is how it went.
A lovely spring sunny day on a Sunday morning in central Scotland, My friend J & I always detect at the weekend as its the only time free from work, so we decided to try a pasture field that has produced lots of Georgian to Edwardian finds in the last few months, most finds from this area are classed as "dumped", what this means is that way back long ago the city of Glasgow & Edinburgh "only 30min drive away" used to pay farmers to receive & use the city's rubbish as fertilisers for there land, they believed that old material such as clothes were good for the crop.
Horse & cart were used to distribute the rubbish which was then ploughed by Man & horse into the land, this for us sad detectorists is where it gets interesting, we find lots of Victorian & WW1 buttons, badges,medals etc which would have still been attached to the clothing, uniforms etc, however the downside is all the bits of lead & rubbish that was also dumped so you can imagine all the 2 way "wasted signals we have to dig" , however the thought of a nice wee silver keeps us going
This particular day after digging lots of scrap I decided to go towards a corner of the field in a straight line, its a 10 minute slow walk from where we parked, I got signal after signal of scrap with the occasional good wee keepie such as a Victorian coin & old buckle. Near the corner I received a small below 20 signal on my dfx, digging out the square of turf I used my probe to realise the item was in the grass clump.
Carefully splitting the turf i saw the glimmer of gold, as usual I thought it would be a bottle cap or gold coloured ring tab from a can, however the ring Shape appeared & there in my hand was a wee bit of history, even better it was engraved with a name, date.
It turned out to be a Victorian 18carat gold mourning ring inscribed with the name & date 5th march 1851 to boot.
I am now going to try to trace any living relatives from archives, & hopefully hand it back to the family where it belongs
A lovely spring sunny day on a Sunday morning in central Scotland, My friend J & I always detect at the weekend as its the only time free from work, so we decided to try a pasture field that has produced lots of Georgian to Edwardian finds in the last few months, most finds from this area are classed as "dumped", what this means is that way back long ago the city of Glasgow & Edinburgh "only 30min drive away" used to pay farmers to receive & use the city's rubbish as fertilisers for there land, they believed that old material such as clothes were good for the crop.
Horse & cart were used to distribute the rubbish which was then ploughed by Man & horse into the land, this for us sad detectorists is where it gets interesting, we find lots of Victorian & WW1 buttons, badges,medals etc which would have still been attached to the clothing, uniforms etc, however the downside is all the bits of lead & rubbish that was also dumped so you can imagine all the 2 way "wasted signals we have to dig" , however the thought of a nice wee silver keeps us going
This particular day after digging lots of scrap I decided to go towards a corner of the field in a straight line, its a 10 minute slow walk from where we parked, I got signal after signal of scrap with the occasional good wee keepie such as a Victorian coin & old buckle. Near the corner I received a small below 20 signal on my dfx, digging out the square of turf I used my probe to realise the item was in the grass clump.
Carefully splitting the turf i saw the glimmer of gold, as usual I thought it would be a bottle cap or gold coloured ring tab from a can, however the ring Shape appeared & there in my hand was a wee bit of history, even better it was engraved with a name, date.
It turned out to be a Victorian 18carat gold mourning ring inscribed with the name & date 5th march 1851 to boot.
I am now going to try to trace any living relatives from archives, & hopefully hand it back to the family where it belongs
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