I tried it at porty during my lunch break. Thing was beeping like mad, dug for ages and ages but found nothing.
Turns out I still I had my safety boots on.
Money isn't everything (well, maybe in the current climate). When john was a scout for celtic, he was on a very good wage, with scouting missions abroad, with all expenses paid. He must have took a decent drop in money to come back to the rovers.
At the "espy" at portobello the other night, was driving so was on the alcohol free Erdinger. Imagine my disappointment when I saw neck oil on tap, but the blow was somewhat softened when the kind barman gave me this souvenir..