I decide the dead frog is definitely a good omen, and dash straight round to the estate agent to place a small deposit on the cafe which has mysteriously become available to rent on the corner of Harbour Street.
The cafe boasts magnificent views across Ramsgate's Monte Carlo style marina, and has got to be a dead cert money spinner. I will call it either 'The Slumbering Frog', or 'Barker's Nest'. I walk home whistling to the tune of 'We're in the Money'.
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