I detected the backyard of a house in the inner southern suburbs of Adelaide today (my warm thanks to the land owner for permission to do so!). I started with my favourite coil (white HF elliptical) to get in and around the trash. It was a fairly small backyard that was cut short so i covered it in no time. Very little trash too. Came up with a Paris style suspender buckle but this one said "BRITISH" instead, a quaint teaspoon which looks like it has a monk on the end of

Today I learned the ring I found on the weekend (AKA Mr Sparkle) was reunited with its original owner who is a relative of the land owner. This is the best news and the outcome I was hoping for.

When your partner says 'let's go away for the weekend to a 1900s Airbnb cottage' who are you to say no? So that's what we did this weekend. No internet. No traffic. "No worries" when I asked if I could metal detect on the property. "Good luck". The morning was spent going into town for supplies, BBQ foods, wood for the fire, unplanned clothing purchases due to Big W having a clearance sale and by the time the afternoon came, it was raining. A light yet consistent drizzl