Hang on, just checked under the mattress, down the settee etc.

It would appear I have all the money after all! (Or at least, some of it.)

Must go and buy (in no particular order) a pint, an iPad, new socks, new strings, new car, dental floss and oh, get the pointing redone on my ivory tower.

Capital bloke that Adam Smith. Or at least, not bad for a Jock.