Just thought I’d let you know – the rock is sold! I met Mr. Fletcha at lunch time today in D’Wighta’s, since he insisted that the sale be made in person and in a public place. Weird. But that’s done now.
Fletcha’s a strange bloke. He seemed a nice enough guy, just… strange. He was wearing kinda old fashioned looking clothing – a woolly hat, a leather coat and a fleecy sweater. He kept glancing around the room, as though he was looking for someone.
Anyway, I’m very happy with the deal, and he seemed extraordinarily happy with the rock – well, I guess he would be, since according to him it’s from outer space.
Now I need to work out what to spend this cash on. Time to get myself a late Christmas present or two, I think!