The picture above was taken by my daughter, when she glanced down in a Gloucestershire field and saw something shining. She investigated, and found it was a piece of costume jewellery, half hidden in mud. So she retrieved it…and then something else and then something else. Taking it all home, she washed the mud away and it all cleaned up very well.
The find is now with Gloucestershire police, because although the jewellery isn’t worth a great deal, it might be of immense sentimental value to someone. But oh, what a pity it wasn’t a priceless Anglo-Saxon burial, or, better still, a big pot of Richard III gold angels! Ah well, at least I can now boast that someone in my family discovered a hoard!