Armed with a fully charged kindle, locked and loaded with Les Edgerton's wonderful book Just Like That, I headed into town on the train.
I spotted this character at the bottom of Grafton Street, and managed to keep him in my sights long enough to take his picture.
Then I blinked and he was gone, taking his crock of gold with him!
When I got home, my mouse had rediscovered her lost click, and the next day a fairy ring of tiny toadstools sprang up, encircling a beech tree that I planted in the garden exactly ten years ago. I swear this fairy ring wasn’t there when I left the house on Thursday morning. Here's a picture of the tree with its fairy ring.
I feel sure my luck is about to change, but will it change for the worse or for the better?