The mid-1990's have arrived and the world is suffering from a serious economic recession. The Cornish parish of St Coen is still recovering from the mining flop of the 1880's, so hardly anybody notices. The folk up at the big house are contriving to improve their conditions and the locals are finding little jobs and ways of hanging on until the next bonanza. Somebody has built a nice new road across the derelict wastes, promising that the heart of Cornwall will be by-passed, with the usual delays expected. Ever united in the matters of the accumulation of wealth, the parish broods on retrieving its own pot of gold from the bedrock. As the game reaches its unpredicted end, all is well and everybody scores.