When you visit those said sandpits again, could you please have a look to see if you can find my bucket and spade. I know I had them a few days ago on St Andrews. It's just that there's too many sandpits and I can't remember the last one I was in. I guess the best way is to see where the sandcastles stop.
I would blame Lizzie for my excursions to said sandpits, on account that that is where she usually hits my ball... her ball... my ball is her ball, or her ball is my ball, whichever... but not a furball. I would like to blame Lizzie, but I won't. I can't. And I'm not allowed to say why neither.
I'm getting a headache now.
Oh, by the way, the spade is yellow, about so long [holding hands about 12 inches apart in a horizontal plane] and the bucket is blue, about so big [hands about 8 inches apart in a vertical plane] which, when upside-down, looks like a castle with 4 towers. It also has a yellow handle to match the colour of the spade. Both are made of the best quality plastic.
I hope someone can find them. I already asked Lizzie but she swears blind she never seens them, and the big bulge in her golf bag is 'other stuff' for sperimentin with. She says.