The ABC picked up on our story from last week. The aforementioned rowlocks are still sitting beside my computer as I write. Surely there true custodians can be tracked down!

SOS HELP US FIND THE ROWLOCK LADY! We both stared at the ROWLOCKS in her hands imagining how we could murder our husbands with a short bronze stick and a bit of bronzy horse shoe. Interesting. Turns out I’m rather imaginative.