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Fairly obviously I was thinking of patios with built in
ground penetrating radar, but that sounds pretty pricey.
So, I opted for a patio with holes in each corner and a
bigger one in the middle. The holes are lined with metal
and have a big cork in them. At the top.
By placing sensors in
each of the corners and a small
charge in the middle one it would be possible to rapidly
find out just how many bodies there are underneath it.
Or
pirate treasure. Or something else.
Might also serve for Crazy Golf course, if players can
figure out some way to the get the ball back for the
bottom of the tubes.
BTW I was reading a book on Isaac Newton and saw that
he
was made master of the royal mint in 1695. I was born
in
1965 and presumably had some mint-flavoured
food/drink
and/or medicine. Final and compelling evidence of my
reincarnation and genius for the sciences.
Fred West
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fred_West
Strange but true. [8th of 7, Sep 30 2015]
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The Royal Mint is in Llantrisant, South Wales -
popularly known as "The Hole with the Mint in it" |
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Does not prevent crime, but may aid in the detection. |
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Reminds me of the notion of intruder alarm systems keeping
you secure: they don't, they (hopefully) let you know when
your security has been breached. |
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// figure out some way to the get the ball back for the
bottom of the tubes // vacuum cleaner hose? |
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Wasn't he the younger brother of C3PO? I remember the
paternity test scandal... |
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I don't really get it. Am I dumb or is this idea dumb? Or both? |
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Oh paddy oh paddy oh patio,
i luv ya, i luv ya, i luv ya so. |
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No matter how many bodies they bury beneath ya.
My heart and soul are bequeathd ta ya. |
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by Paddy o Furniture ( songwriter and proprietor ) |
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// I don't really get it. // |
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There once was a builder called West,
Whos patios were just the best,
But the gardens he paved
Contained multiple graves
And the bodies of his murdered guests ...
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Ahh Herefordshire..nicest thing that ever happened to me in
Herefordshire was falling into a swimming pool, which had
no water in it. |
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Technically, that's known as a 'hole' ... |
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// Technically, that's known as a 'hole' // |
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Which, Herefordshire or the swimming pool? |
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// nicest thing that ever happened to me in Herefordshire // |
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Actually, Bulmers in Hereford brew some truly wicked apple brandy. We can attest to that. We would describe the flavour, if we could remember it, or indeed anything about the succeeding two days, apart from the flashing green penguins, the headache, and the doctor in A&E asking us if we wanted interrment or cremation ... |
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