by 3arn0wl

He’d ‘borrowed’ the soil sifter from his Granddad’s shed. His Granddad wouldn’t mind – it looked as if it hadn’t been used for ages anyway.

After overhearing a programme on the radio that his Grandmother had half listened to, Justin Case (12), had been down to the Ford at Lower Snodding for an hour every day after school this week – convinced that he was going to make his fortune by panning for gold.

But all he’d got for his trouble was a marble, a washer and a couple of buttons that didn’t even match.

Perhaps he should ask for a metal detector for Christmas.

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