fortune favours the repetitive

A couple of extra circuits of the Goldenacre/Warriston/Chancelot triangle on the way home bore no fruit, though there were lots of distracting blue-yellow bits of litter catching my eye. KG5 park was empty and I didn't have much hope ofbthere being anything along the bottom of Rodney Street anyway. Fortunately I also went back along Ocean Drive, Rennie's Isle and the Transporter Bridge, whereupon I peered into the nearby planter and discovered the hat where it would probably have been yesterday if I'd thought to check.