Well, the rose quartz bangle bracelet that I got and couldn't get off (well, I could have, if I'd worked at it and greased by hand a little, etc.) is now off. Permanently. I found a unique way to remove it: I shattered it.

It was, of course, accidental. I was at the dinner table and Zoë was being difficult and I wanted to get her attention and make her stop what she was doing (which happened to be carrying the milk jug away from the table because she didn't want milk and couldn't work out that Miranda did want it), and I banged my hand on the table a few times to get her attention and the bracelet just shattered.

I wouldn't say it was a problem with the workmanship or anything. It's just that natural stone has little flaws and internal bubbles and such and I managed to whack the thing in just such a way that it caused one of those little flaws to give way and it just shattered.

Ah, well. Easy come, easy go. If breaking an inexpensive rose quartz bangle is the worst thing that happens to me this year, I'll be in pretty good shape.