Like trying to find a needle in a haystack
I've always wanted to have a go at this one to try to disprove it. I knew my farmer friend Laurie (he helped me with the horses ones if you remember) would have haystacks at this time of year so got in touch.
I asked if he wouldn't mind putting a needle in one of his haystacks so I could come and look for it. Well, it turns out he did mind and he quite forcefully pointed out that if I didn't find the needle then one of his animals would when they were eating the hay and he wasn't having any of that. Like the needle, he had a point.
Being a helpful sort though Laurie offered to sell me a haystack. I agreed the price and arranged a delivery time. Haystacks are quite big aren't they? And modern gardens are quite small. Once the haystack had been fork-lifted over our fence there wasn't much garden left to look at.
Mrs MvC was unimpressed to say the least but I still managed to persuade her to hide a needle in the haystack. I spent most of the day looking for it but couldn't locate it. I gave up when the number of neighbours glowering at me complaining about the amount of hay drifting into their gardens became uncomfortably high.
Does anyone want to buy some hay? I'll throw in a needle for free.
Conclusion One: Looking for a needle in a haystack is nigh on impossible. Don't waste your time.
Conclusion Two: If you want a needle a sewing box is a better place to keep them.
