Gary Coal Man
Footballguy
The following story was in the gossip news the past couple days. Key passages:
Husband who lost his wedding ring down a drain calls firefighters to pop the lid before delving into handfuls of SEWAGE sludge to finally retrieve it
A determined husband was forced to ask a group of firefighters for help after he lost his wedding ring down a Londondrain - before delving into 30 handfuls of sewage sludge to get it back.
Australian Eammon Ashton-Atkinson, 32, who is a TV reporter for Network 10's 10 News First, and based in Streatham, London, was eating dinner with a friend in Clapham when he lost his wedding ring and it fell into a drain.
Eammon, who married software engineer John Ashton, 28, in May 2018, tried to fish it out with a crowbar, before appealing to the local council who said they couldn't send someone until the next day.
However, fearing his ring would soon disappear for good, Eammon refused to give up and travelled to the local fire station, where he asked the firefighters if they would help. 'And what do you know, they said they would help,' the reporter recalled.
Finally, he retrieved the ring to cheers from the whole restaurant.
As a steady crowd of onlookers built, Eammon had to start trawling through the sewage.
'I started to scoop through Clapham's finest sludge. It was disgusting,' the Brisbane-native explained. 'The smell was awful. I felt bad for the people near us trying to eat their dinner.
'After about 30 handfuls, finally I saw a tinge of gold. I found it! The whole restaurant was cheering.
'It was all over my shirt so I had to hail a cab home shirtless. My arm was tingling from the sludge, so I used every household cleaning product we have to get it off.'
This story reminded me of the time that I was running routes with a friend in a snow covered field...
At the end of our route running the guy who was throwing me the football said, “Where’s my wedding ring?” with a panicked look in his eyes.
His ring apparently came off when we were throwing the football and it was now somewhere on a completely snow covered field. Good luck finding it, buddy. We retraced his footsteps, but to no avail.
So the next morning I look out my apartment window and see a guy with a metal detector going up and down the snow covered field. It was my friend. He woke up at the crack of dawn, drove to an obscure location to rent a metal detector, and was now going to spend his day in freezing cold weather trying to find a needle in a haystack. Ha! And at the end of that day — nothing. He didn’t find the ring.
So how far would you go to find or retrieve your missing wedding ring?
Husband who lost his wedding ring down a drain calls firefighters to pop the lid before delving into handfuls of SEWAGE sludge to finally retrieve it
A determined husband was forced to ask a group of firefighters for help after he lost his wedding ring down a Londondrain - before delving into 30 handfuls of sewage sludge to get it back.
Australian Eammon Ashton-Atkinson, 32, who is a TV reporter for Network 10's 10 News First, and based in Streatham, London, was eating dinner with a friend in Clapham when he lost his wedding ring and it fell into a drain.
Eammon, who married software engineer John Ashton, 28, in May 2018, tried to fish it out with a crowbar, before appealing to the local council who said they couldn't send someone until the next day.
However, fearing his ring would soon disappear for good, Eammon refused to give up and travelled to the local fire station, where he asked the firefighters if they would help. 'And what do you know, they said they would help,' the reporter recalled.
Finally, he retrieved the ring to cheers from the whole restaurant.
As a steady crowd of onlookers built, Eammon had to start trawling through the sewage.
'I started to scoop through Clapham's finest sludge. It was disgusting,' the Brisbane-native explained. 'The smell was awful. I felt bad for the people near us trying to eat their dinner.
'After about 30 handfuls, finally I saw a tinge of gold. I found it! The whole restaurant was cheering.
'It was all over my shirt so I had to hail a cab home shirtless. My arm was tingling from the sludge, so I used every household cleaning product we have to get it off.'
This story reminded me of the time that I was running routes with a friend in a snow covered field...
At the end of our route running the guy who was throwing me the football said, “Where’s my wedding ring?” with a panicked look in his eyes.
His ring apparently came off when we were throwing the football and it was now somewhere on a completely snow covered field. Good luck finding it, buddy. We retraced his footsteps, but to no avail.
So the next morning I look out my apartment window and see a guy with a metal detector going up and down the snow covered field. It was my friend. He woke up at the crack of dawn, drove to an obscure location to rent a metal detector, and was now going to spend his day in freezing cold weather trying to find a needle in a haystack. Ha! And at the end of that day — nothing. He didn’t find the ring.
So how far would you go to find or retrieve your missing wedding ring?