It's been a good week for … treasure hunters

It's been a good week for … treasure hunters

A gold rush has hit the southeast of England. Queues formed outside Folkestone DIY stores as treasure-hunters descended to purchase shovels, spades and sieves in a bid to grab a share of buried gold worth £10,000.

German artist Michael Sailstorfer revealed that 30 bars of 24-carat gold had been hidden on the Outer Harbour beach in Folkestone as part of the Folkestone Triennial. Since then, sales of digging tools have jumped 480% at the Folkestone B&Q compared with July. According to reports, four bars have been found; with each worth between £250 and £500, dig fever continues.

If the diggers get fed up with spades, they can switch to diamonds after it was announced that gems worth £10,000 will be hidden around Cheltenham this month as part of a charity challenge.

The Great Diamond Rush, organised by Beards Jewellers in association with Maggie's Cancer Centre, is described as the "world's most expensive treasure hunt". It will see 10 diamonds hidden around the town, each worth £1000.

Luxury treasure maps are already available to buy at £10 each. These will direct people to the general area where they can start their search on September 13. No stone will be left unturned.

It's been a bad week for … treasure hunters

A New York beachcomber came up trumps looking for valuables … only to have to hand over the fruits of his search. But he was more than happy to do so. Retired fireman Mike Cogan found two missing diamond rings - and then found the owner after searching for her on social media.

Erin Carrazzo lost both her wedding ring and her engagement ring on holiday on New York's Fire Island. Cogan came to the rescue after running his detector over Robert Moses Beach. Photos of the rings on Facebook were shared more than 19,500 times, and eventually reached people who knew Carrazzo.

The story struck a chord. It might not have been quite so diamond encrusted, but I did not want to take my engagement ring on honeymoon in case I lost it in the sea. So I entrusted it to my mother's safe-keeping.

Mistake. On returning from our honeymoon, my mum confessed to the mishap that had occurred the day after our wedding - she'd lost the ring. The house had been turned upside down, but to no avail.

Fast forward 11 years and a phone call from my mum, who had been doing a bit of spring cleaning. The ring had turned up in the darkest recesses of a kitchen cupboard. It had never been lost after all; just put in storage for a while.

I should have believed it all along: diamonds are forever.