Leslie(nova scotia)
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From the land of the Bluenose.....the phone ringing pulled me back to reality from "Lala Land." Just waking up I answered the phone with the customary "Hi hunny bunny how's it going." Instead of the sweet soothing voice of Marie a gruff gravelled voice responded "Really now! Are we going digging or what?" The Bardman had landed!
Half an hour later and a little more lucid, the Bardman arrived and we were off to a park in Halifax that we hadn't visited since last year. A crispy nip in the air let us know that the "ugly" time for detectorists was just around the bend. Bardman went left and I right going immediately to the wooded area along the fence where I had spotted a brand new microwave last year. It was gone and hopefully is being put to good use.
The park did turn up a nice eyeball find in the form of a basketball which I left till it was time to leave. Upon returning to the park play area Bardman was swinging his White's MXT busily digging the usual clad and at the end of our allotted hour and three quarter time period we had both dug up about 25 coins with Bardman getting the upper hand in total dollar value. Only odd ball find was a set of ornate keys which gave off a lousy signal that I had just dug up out of spite as I was feeling the affects of not enough sleep. Picked up the b'ball and dribbled back to the car .
Bardman dropped me off at home as worktime was rapidly approaching. Entering the livingroom I was aghast as Marie's handy work was evident. In keeping with the approaching night of the living dead she had turned our room into a pumpkin patch and poor Rutgar the Rottweiler into the "Great Pumpkin."
Half an hour later and a little more lucid, the Bardman arrived and we were off to a park in Halifax that we hadn't visited since last year. A crispy nip in the air let us know that the "ugly" time for detectorists was just around the bend. Bardman went left and I right going immediately to the wooded area along the fence where I had spotted a brand new microwave last year. It was gone and hopefully is being put to good use.
The park did turn up a nice eyeball find in the form of a basketball which I left till it was time to leave. Upon returning to the park play area Bardman was swinging his White's MXT busily digging the usual clad and at the end of our allotted hour and three quarter time period we had both dug up about 25 coins with Bardman getting the upper hand in total dollar value. Only odd ball find was a set of ornate keys which gave off a lousy signal that I had just dug up out of spite as I was feeling the affects of not enough sleep. Picked up the b'ball and dribbled back to the car .
Bardman dropped me off at home as worktime was rapidly approaching. Entering the livingroom I was aghast as Marie's handy work was evident. In keeping with the approaching night of the living dead she had turned our room into a pumpkin patch and poor Rutgar the Rottweiler into the "Great Pumpkin."
