GOING UNDERGROUND

Nërp the Robot has been digging in the back garden since last Monday, so over breakfast I asked Wilson how he was getting on... and whether we were rich yet.

He clapped a paw to his head and exclaimed, 'Nërp – I'd forgotten all about him!'

Following W out to the site of the 'V-Coin Mine' I beheld a massive pit – a chasm, a crater, a crevasse – in the middle of the lawn. Surrounded by huge spoil heaps.

And right at the bottom of the hole – barely visible – was Nërp, humming happily to himself while he dug.

Not humming a tune, exactly, just making a humming sound. Perhaps he's overheating? Whatever, if he goes much deeper, he's going to need a canary!

Wilson peered into the V-Coin Bucket expectantly. 'Well?' I asked.

'Nothing!' he replied, shaking his head despondently.