Yesterday afternoon I went to my car in a blizzard and had to fumble for my key in my coat pocket. I have a rather heavy silver One Ring on my thumb and it fell to the ground with a loud 'clunk' as I pulled the key from my pocket. So there I was, scrabbling about in the snow and swearing, and grumbling that I'd have to move the car in order to find my lost ring, when I thought I'd go around to the passenger side. There was my ring lying in the snow and I burst out laughing, wondering where film Boromir was. Oh dear...
