Yesterday I went to the Lambousa Market, a large weekly market near to where we live, to pick up a silver bracelet I’d ordered from a friend who sells lovely jewellery. I’d originally chosen a bracelet with peacocks engraved in it, but when I got there I decided to switch to one engraved with turtles. It “felt” better when I put it on, and I liked the idea of it being representative of Mother Earth.
I stooged around the various stalls, then – to my delight – came across one with guy who selling beautiful silver jewellery direct to the public. He used to have a shop but found more customers at markets without the overheads of a shop. He really did have some great jewellery but I was immediately attracted to a huge bling ring of silver with a deep blue zircon stone, small stones in red and blue inset around the centre stone, and a very interesting pattern engraved on the back.
I tried it on – lovely. Dithered, but then decided that it really called me, and it was at a reduced price. It feels like a Seer Stone. I didn’t have all the money with me, so left a deposit. But in an act which really shows the generosity of people in North Cyprus, the very kind jewellery seller told me to take the ring with me and pay the balance next week.
I’ve had this happen before – I bought a lovely piece of amber-coloured calcite at the same markets, the lady didn’t have change, so told me to keep the rock and pay her the following week. Often if we don’t have the right change in shops, the shop owner will tell us to pay the balance next time we come in. And while we’re talking of honesty, cafes leave out their tables and chairs because they’ll be there the next day, no-one will pinch them overnight. And you can leave your car windows open at night with the keys in the ignition, and it will be there the next day.
So here below are photos of my bling ring and my bling bracelet!