Just now there was a rainbow in the fields outside my bedroom window and I could see exactly where both ends went into the ground. Last year one end of a rainbow was actually in the garden only yards from the house and I thought then, 'I must hire a really good metal detector and dig up that pot of gold'. How could I possibly have forgotten? And now I have three places to choose from.

When we were rebuilding parts of the house and putting in massive drains, the land round the house was disturbed for the first time for maybe hundreds of years. And we found nothing whatsoever - not even a coin. The builders couldn't bear it and brought over a huge borrowed metal detector and criss-crossed the ground in their lunch hour. (I watched them from behind the curtains in case they made off with some Roman hoard). They even went up and down the ancient bridle path which is called 'Ch@nge Lane', it is just a narrow field track but was once a main horse and cart route between two villages. Nothing.... I suppose everyone who lived here was either poor or 'careful' and remembered to pick up their gold coins and diamond earrings. Massive disappointment. All we did find were lots of broken Victorian glass bottles stamped with the name of some sheep liniment. We kept the better ones in a pointless, sad sort of way.
- posted by Iris @ 4/21/2004 08:03:00 PM comment