Ok, someone hold a seance or whatever, drag Seagoat back from whichever hell or nether realm she currently inhabits so she can see my message:
You bloody hobgoblin.
What the hell, I told you I would get it for you, but I will bite you for the inconvenience. hard.
Green amazonite and silver pendulum, lovingly crafted by a young lady with shocking pink hair and the name Sol Asgard.
So I hope your warped little soul rejoices in knowing that even though it took me a few years and I had to travel half way round the world to get it for you. When I am back in South Africa and you are back from whichever dimension you have sublimed to, I will give it to you.
And if you died on me, I will dig up your corpse and rebury it with the sodding pendulum.