The Gorse Fox discovered, last year, that he had deposited something with the bank for safe keeping. This, clearly, was done many years ago as the Gorse Fox had no recollection of what this might be. He contacted the bank and asked for it to be retrieved and he would come and collect it.
The bank called him back to say it would be ready for collection today. So it was that the Gorse Fox and the Silver Vixen found their way into Worthing and off to the bank. The Gorse Fox approached the counter and explained why he had come. The clerk responded immediately and went off to find the package. It was nowhere to be found.
The clerk asked a colleague to help and the disappeared down into the vault. Time passed. More time passed. Eventually she reappeared and called us into the office. The envelope couldn't be found and the transaction history said it was withdrawn last March.
The Gorse Fox assured her that he had not withdrawn the envelope. She resolved to speak to the manager and get to the bottom of the mystery. We headed off to get a coffee.
The phone rang - it was the clerk. Package had been located. The "withdrawal" had been when it was transferred between bank branches. The Gorse Fox wasn't senile (or at least this was not evidence of senility). We returned to the bank and took ownership of the package.
Now it was time to solve the mystery. What was in it? Well, nothing of any interest. It was full of old share certificates for investments since sold, old mortgage documents for houses since sold, and various other clerical detritus. The Gorse Fox preferred it when it was still a mystery!