A bright sunny day brought my son and I to a summer fete at the local church. These church related fun days are not something I would normally attend but they had a bouncy castle and my boy went on it and had his face painted like a pirate. There were two lads in their late teens running the disco music but looking bored. There was a paddling pool with ducks in so children could play hook-a-duck. The new village in which I now live is a lovely and tranquil place. There are always lots of Gala days around in the summer  but where I now live seems to carry it off without being too embarrassing. 
Then in the afternoon we went and explored the lovely local park. No gold bullion was discovered. Not unless the treasure that you  seek is empty lager bottles and take away wrappings.
After standing on beetles and putting sticks in mole hills, we were done. The heat was getting too much and by that I don't mean the Police. I sat in my yard for the first time. Pleasant enough for minutes with my boy but if I was alone I wouldn't be sat outside.
I believe that tonights investigation will not be concluded too far into the early hours. However if the ouija board gets going it will be hard to stop.