and you may find yourself in another part of the world...!
[one minute, he was walking through the woods along the edge of Tashmore Lake, on his way back to the cabin ... and then ...
... well, that's certainly not his cabin, it's a ruddy great castle. but it looks as good a place as any to start digging. lucky he's got that shovel slung over his shoulder - and he hasn't noticed that his black felt farmer's hat has transformed itself into something with a much broader brim and a lot of ostrich feathers. strides over to the edge of the castle gardens and proceeds to start digging for buried treasure, humming a little to himself. every now and then he'll stop and mutter to the air:]
No, no, no, belay that, Mister Shooter, we don't be wantin' no more holes than needs be dug! ... Mister Rainey, ye be talkin' utter nonsense, as per usual. 'Course this is perfec'ly normal. Call me daft one more time an' Mister Shooter'll be gettin' yer share o' th' plunder...
[and he's just going to keep right on digging and arguing with himself until someone interrupts him]
... well, that's certainly not his cabin, it's a ruddy great castle. but it looks as good a place as any to start digging. lucky he's got that shovel slung over his shoulder - and he hasn't noticed that his black felt farmer's hat has transformed itself into something with a much broader brim and a lot of ostrich feathers. strides over to the edge of the castle gardens and proceeds to start digging for buried treasure, humming a little to himself. every now and then he'll stop and mutter to the air:]
No, no, no, belay that, Mister Shooter, we don't be wantin' no more holes than needs be dug! ... Mister Rainey, ye be talkin' utter nonsense, as per usual. 'Course this is perfec'ly normal. Call me daft one more time an' Mister Shooter'll be gettin' yer share o' th' plunder...
[and he's just going to keep right on digging and arguing with himself until someone interrupts him]