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Roman Ring
I used to own a Roman ring. It was too small to fit on any of my fingers, so I wore it on a thong round my neck.
Yes Roman. Really and truly Roman. Or so the seller said.
Last week the thong came untied and I lost the ring.
So I went on eBay and bid for another.
There are an awful lot of Roman rings for sale on eBay. I guess they're genuine. I figure they sell too cheaply for anyone to bother faking them. But where do they all come from?
The Romans must have been a really careless set of people.
Roman matron: (walking down country lane) "Drat, my ring just slipped off my finger into the ditch. That's the third in as many weeks."
Roman patriarch: (cheerily) "Never mind dear. Plenty more where that came from."
Of course it is entirely possible that they....
have been robbed out of graves.....
(pause for delicious shudder.)
Anyway, I just learned that I won my auction. A bronze ring with a blue stone in it is coming my way.
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They were also a very clean people. They went to the baths a lot and lost things into the drains. If you ever get a chance, go to Caerleon. There's the Roman Amphitheatre and the excavated baths and the museum has lots of rings and stones from rings that they found in the old drains.
The thing I found really fascinating was the fact that the Roman soldiers used to contribute to a funeral club to ensure a decent burial when they died/were killed. It's exactly what my grandmother and others of her generation did in Manchester.
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Have you been to Chester? There's an amphitheatre there as well, and a museum gallery full of well-preserved Roman tombstones.
Oh, and a much-eroded votive image of Minerva still attached to the rock face in what is now a public park.