Darrell always gets very excited when he sees that we have digging going on in the village, especially if it is the vicinity of Castle Greysquirrel …..
He has fanciful dreams of them uncovering the long lost burial chamber of an ancient king (or Queen) or a mahoooosive hoard of Viking doubloons ….
…… and the council having to call out the (now sadly defunct) Time Team to our back garden as it were, to do the excavations and then Darrell could take endless cups of tea and biscuits to Tony Robinson in exchange for romantic and exclusive snippets on how the dig was going. However, so far, this dig only holds the promise of faster Broadband …. so our Hobnobs and Custard Creams are safe from ravenous appetites and dirty fingers of the aforementioned Tony Robinson and countless excavating archaeologists and geofizz experts for the time being, and Darrell will have to dolly daydream for a little longer ……..