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…But first to the finding, which was not easy and which though I am utterly loathe to admit it, was down to Wen.

I should have known then.

Turning up on my patch and finding things! Still I suppose Wen would say she is just getting her own back and in truth I am glad she found it because I was beginning to despair…

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…It does not help when you are following poor directions, although we were also given precise co-ordinates and I do have a compass, it is just that, when I considered going down that particular route it seemed, to my mind at least, something of a ‘cop out’ especially as Wen had also brought me some dowsing rods.

The spare set which had finally turned up at hers.

They were just like Wen’s too with their own black velvet pouch and all.

Neat!

Anyway, I was fairly confident that the two of us would have more success than I had done alone.

Especially as a bit of research revealed that we were in fact looking for a flat stone and not an upright as I had previously supposed.

Looking with my mind the last time you see, and looking with the mind only works when you already know what the thing you are looking for looks like…

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