Years ago, before Geocaching was born, a young boy called Nathan enjoyed treasure hunting as a hobby. It was said in the village that he would spend every week of the year hunting for treasure. This was thirsty work and he was overjoyed on his birthday when he could finally buy his favourite tipple, a pint of beer, legally in his local pub. The next day he went to work at the chicken farm. The chickens had been busy and he was able to fill a dozen full boxes of a dozen eggs with enough left over for his breakfast of double egg and bacon.
That weekend Nathan went treasure hunting. He headed towards the rising sun and went searching. All he found was nothing, nothing, nothing! Not a good start for the day. He began to get frustrated and decided to watch the local cricket match to relax before trying again. After seeing the batsman score half a century he decided to carry on and try one last time to find the treasure he sought. Again he searched and searched but to no avail. As the sun began to drop below the horizon he checked his watch. It was nineteen minutes before eight and he needed to be home by eight to see his beloved football team on TV.
Reluctantly he headed home empty handed. I hope you have more luck :)