Having My Timbers Shivered.

This is the first chance I’ve had to make a blog post today, and now that I’m here I don’t have much to say.

The only notable thing that happened today is that Mr Rob cast his expert eye over my little treasure chest, and pronounced the contents to be worth around $1,000 (it sounds more that way than expressing it in pounds.) That would be enough to buy me a new fridge/freezer, a new monitor for my computer, and still have enough left over to keep me in scotch for three months.

I’m thinking of burying it in the garden and leaving a map under one of the floor boards. The parrot says ‘Hi, everybody.’