It was delivery day for an exhibition yesterday.

For once I was completely ready . No last-minute tweaking for me.  Which was just as well as a friend of mine had her own disaster. An escaped Peridot.

Her Peridot escaped as she was finishing a necklace. Not in the normal run of things a big problem but she was tweaking the night before she was due to deliver her work to me and then fly off to Greece.

She arranged a Peridot delivery to my house and gave me easy to follow instructions to follow for me to tweak on her behalf.

My tweazers had quite the day. Not for them the normal chore, the pulling of a stray chin hair. Oh no, they became artisanal tweezers, craftsperson tweezers. Tweezers of importance. Tweezers in the spotlight.

And for just a moment I experienced the joy of being a jeweller.

Sometimes it is a surprise, even to me, what goes on in the studio.