Author: Kate Murphy

A few months ago, I found myself wandering through Hatton Garden on one of those grey, drizzle-soaked London afternoons that make you wonder why anyone

I still remember the first time I held a platinum engagement ring. It was at a small boutique jeweller in Melbourne’s inner north — the

I’ll be honest — I used to think pawn shops were a bit of a mystery. You know, those slightly old-fashioned stores tucked between cafés