Found wallet

[Weststander]

Indeed. I'm not equating myself with the filthy rich, but I rarely pay for anything with cash now. Probably tend to use contactless, rather than the Coutts card, but you're right. People with more cash on them are often the ones who can't afford to lose it.

Or part of the huge and illegal shadow economy, receiving cash for their work and so wisely not banking it.

 

[Husty]

On the subject of this, I lost my driver's license a few weeks back and it just arrived back through the post with a nice little handwritten note from somebody asking me to take better care of it next time. Clearly nice things do happen to bad people

 

[whitelion]

Had one lost or stolen a couple of weeks ago. Contactless was used by whomever between 3am and 5am on a Saturday when I was being driven home by Sussex Police. I received a bank letter saying there'd been some illegal activity on my acount. All the amounts at convenience stores and McDonalds appear on my statement. The police are now involved and will get cctv evidence from stores. I've lost a lot so far but once fraud is proven I'll get money back from bank. Only problem now is I have new debit card but nothing in bank.

I like the song "I'm Gonna You Back" at the moment.

 

[The Upper Library]

To cut a long story short - in 1989 I once found three wallets in one day in three separate locations in Worthing. All had bank/credit cards in them and two of the three also contained money. I handed them all into the police station. Caused one almighty fuss as the desk sergeant didn't know if I was doing my civic duty or was trying to pull some scam.
Anyway , as I am guessing that all the owners were traceable, due to their bank cards being present, I like to think they were reunited with their wallets . The thing is i heard nothing - no reward or even praise.
Still it is a mildly amusing story I like tell people now and again.


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[whitelion]

To cut a long story short - in 1989 I once found three wallets in one day in three separate locations in Worthing. All had bank/credit cards in them and two of the three also contained money. I handed them all into the police station. Caused one almighty fuss as the desk sergeant didn't know if I was doing my civic duty or was trying to pull some scam.
Anyway , as I am guessing that all the owners were traceable, due to their bank cards being present, I like to think they were reunited with their wallets . The thing is i heard nothing - no reward or even praise.
Still it is a mildly amusing story I like tell people now and again.


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The police have previous.

 

[Petunia]

I once found a purse on a shelf in Sainsbury’s and took it to the Customer Services desk. I didn’t open it so I have no idea what was in it and I was asked for my name and address by the staff member who took it.

I didn’t think any more of it but a couple of days later I got home from work to find a box of Cadbury’s Roses on the doorstep with a little thank you card. It looked to be a pensioner’s handwriting so it must have meant a lot to her.

It wouldn’t have occurred to me to not hand it in.

 

[whitelion]

I once found a purse on a shelf in Sainsbury’s and took it to the Customer Services desk. I didn’t open it so I have no idea what was in it and I was asked for my name and address by the staff member who took it.

I didn’t think any more of it but a couple of days later I got home from work to find a box of Cadbury’s Roses on the doorstep with a little thank you card. It looked to be a pensioner’s handwriting so it must have meant a lot to her.

It wouldn’t have occurred to me to not hand it in.

I dropped mine the night I came home in a storm recently in the early hours. At six am heard my door being knocked and couldn't get to the door easily as it turned out I'd broken my ankle that evening. I recognised neighbour's voice and asked her to put it through letter box. That afternoon whilst she and partner were out I took a bottle of red I had round and put it on their patio table. I was very grateful to see it back and meant I could get up to Horsham for a night out with friends.

 

[Deleted User X18H]

On Derby Day 2007 I escorted my wife who was in her 2nd trimester with our first,from our then and current home, the few hundred yards to Preston Park station.

She was going visit her brother who was up north at the time. Chesterfield or some such place.

Anyhow, on arrival at the ticket booth whilst she collected her pre booked ticket I noticed an envelope on the counter, being an inquisitive sort I peered inside. It was stuffed with £50 notes.Also it was marked 'spending'

I then recalled the commotion we had heard ascending the stairs, as if someone was buying a ticket for a train about to leave. No doubt to Gatwick.

Now what does a man who is off to the Derby in a few hours do it that position?

Who 'Authorises' that?

 

[whitelion]

On Derby Day 2007 I escorted my wife who was in her 2nd trimester with our first,from our then and current home, the few hundred yards to Preston Park station.

She was going visit her brother who was up north at the time. Chesterfield or some such place.

Anyhow, on arrival at the ticket booth whilst she collected her pre booked ticket I noticed an envelope on the counter, being an inquisitive sort I peered inside. It was stuffed with £50 notes.Also it was marked 'spending'

I then recalled the commotion we had heard ascending the stairs, as if someone was buying a ticket for a train about to leave. No doubt to Gatwick.

Now what does a man who is off to the Derby in a few hours do it that position?

Who 'Authorises' that?

Used to be a lot of dealers out that way as well as Southern Angels.

 

[Perfidious Albion]

Hand it in..... I have to live with myself

 

[Petunia]

I dropped mine the night I came home in a storm recently in the early hours. At six am heard my door being knocked and couldn't get to the door easily as it turned out I'd broken my ankle that evening. I recognised neighbour's voice and asked her to put it through letter box. That afternoon whilst she and partner were out I took a bottle of red I had round and put it on their patio table. I was very grateful to see it back and meant I could get up to Horsham for a night out with friends.

That sounds like quite a night............

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

I dropped mine the night I came home in a storm recently in the early hours. At six am heard my door being knocked and couldn't get to the door easily as it turned out I'd broken my ankle that evening. I recognised neighbour's voice and asked her to put it through letter box. That afternoon whilst she and partner were out I took a bottle of red I had round and put it on their patio table. I was very grateful to see it back and meant I could get up to Horsham for a night out with friends.

Bloody hell. Your nights out sound like a bit of a walk on the wild side. So what did you break/lose in Horsham?

 

[whitelion]

Bloody hell. Your nights out sound like a bit of a walk on the wild side. So what did you break/lose in Horsham?

I was over Shoreham Beach with a lass I met off Match on a hot day in early September. As she was DFL I was showing her the delights of Shoreham. Packed a picnic with Prosecco (not at champagne at this point) but after her deciding she was hungry we had the picnic first whereas I would have wanted th walk first. Anyhow once the Prosecco and Malbec was drunk she took off to Shoreham Fort and I went to the Waterside for afters. Unbeknown to me she dropped rucksack off at mine and I did the Bridge and Suter's Yard before buying a Chinese near Shoreham Station. Crossing the road my foot went into a large pothole (I have the pics taken the following week) and snapped ankle then head hit kerb which later turned out to be a broken jaw - I saved the meal though. Cars just drove round me until I recall a couple of burly blokes helped me up then one dropped me home. Dropped wallet trying to get in door.

Later that day after a bottle of gin (kills the pain) I took a taxi to Horsham and spent the night there in Mungo's a nightclub with a well know pornstar and her other half.

Wasn't until Sunday I got leg plastered as I really don't like hospitals but guys at Eastbourne Rugby Club sent me to DGH rather than serve me a beer. Eight hours later I was out and in a taxi home to Southwick with two paracetamol and a zimmer frame.

 

[AmexRuislip]

I was over Shoreham Beach with a lass I met off Match on a hot day in early September. As she was DFL I was showing her the delights of Shoreham. Packed a picnic with Prosecco (not at champagne at this point) but after her deciding she was hungry we had the picnic first whereas I would have wanted th walk first. Anyhow once the Prosecco and Malbec was drunk she took off to Shoreham Fort and I went to the Waterside for afters. Unbeknown to me she dropped rucksack off at mine and I did the Bridge and Suter's Yard before buying a Chinese near Shoreham Station. Crossing the road my foot went into a large pothole (I have the pics taken the following week) and snapped ankle then head hit kerb which later turned out to be a broken jaw - I saved the meal though. Cars just drove round me until I recall a couple of burly blokes helped me up then one dropped me home. Dropped wallet trying to get in door.

Later that day after a bottle of gin (kills the pain) I took a taxi to Horsham and spent the night there in Mungo's a nightclub with a well know pornstar and her other half.

Wasn't until Sunday I got leg plastered as I really don't like hospitals but guys at Eastbourne Rugby Club sent me to DGH rather than serve me a beer. Eight hours later I was out and in a taxi home to Southwick with two paracetamol and a zimmer frame.

Blimey, it sound like you were trying to cram all of life's education into one night.
Puberty to saga

 

[LlcoolJ]

I was over Shoreham Beach with a lass I met off Match on a hot day in early September. As she was DFL I was showing her the delights of Shoreham. Packed a picnic with Prosecco (not at champagne at this point) but after her deciding she was hungry we had the picnic first whereas I would have wanted th walk first. Anyhow once the Prosecco and Malbec was drunk she took off to Shoreham Fort and I went to the Waterside for afters. Unbeknown to me she dropped rucksack off at mine and I did the Bridge and Suter's Yard before buying a Chinese near Shoreham Station. Crossing the road my foot went into a large pothole (I have the pics taken the following week) and snapped ankle then head hit kerb which later turned out to be a broken jaw - I saved the meal though. Cars just drove round me until I recall a couple of burly blokes helped me up then one dropped me home. Dropped wallet trying to get in door.

Later that day after a bottle of gin (kills the pain) I took a taxi to Horsham and spent the night there in Mungo's a nightclub with a well know pornstar and her other half.

Wasn't until Sunday I got leg plastered as I really don't like hospitals but guys at Eastbourne Rugby Club sent me to DGH rather than serve me a beer. Eight hours later I was out and in a taxi home to Southwick with two paracetamol and a zimmer frame.

I used to have weekends like that. Chapeau sir.

 

[whitelion]

I used to have weekends like that. Chapeau sir.

I've got a second wind - just reaching retirement.

 

[Harry Wilson's tackle]

I was over Shoreham Beach with a lass I met off Match on a hot day in early September. As she was DFL I was showing her the delights of Shoreham. Packed a picnic with Prosecco (not at champagne at this point) but after her deciding she was hungry we had the picnic first whereas I would have wanted th walk first. Anyhow once the Prosecco and Malbec was drunk she took off to Shoreham Fort and I went to the Waterside for afters. Unbeknown to me she dropped rucksack off at mine and I did the Bridge and Suter's Yard before buying a Chinese near Shoreham Station. Crossing the road my foot went into a large pothole (I have the pics taken the following week) and snapped ankle then head hit kerb which later turned out to be a broken jaw - I saved the meal though. Cars just drove round me until I recall a couple of burly blokes helped me up then one dropped me home. Dropped wallet trying to get in door.

Later that day after a bottle of gin (kills the pain) I took a taxi to Horsham and spent the night there in Mungo's a nightclub with a well know pornstar and her other half.

Wasn't until Sunday I got leg plastered as I really don't like hospitals but guys at Eastbourne Rugby Club sent me to DGH rather than serve me a beer. Eight hours later I was out and in a taxi home to Southwick with two paracetamol and a zimmer frame.

Christ on a bike, man! I'm lost for words, I truly am

 

[whitelion]

Blimey, it sound like you were trying to cram all of life's education into one night.
Puberty to saga

Should've seen me in teens twenties thirties and forties and even my fifties. I'm a bit of a rabble rouser with Native American in me. Firewater is my lifeblood.

 

[AmexRuislip]

Should've seen me in teens twenties thirties and forties and even my fifties. I'm a bit of a rabble rouser with Native American in me. Firewater is my lifeblood.

NASC

 

[whitelion]

Christ on a bike, man! I'm lost for words, I truly am

It gets better on Saturday morning jumped on a bus to Gatwick had a few beers in Wetherspoons talking to Spurs fan around my age who was delayed 24 hours so was going to Brighton for WBA but don't think he'd get a ticket. Got a train to Hampden Park for a late breakfast with Louise. We got tattoos done there then back to hers for night of debauchery before walking out in bright sunshine down to the park for another breakfast by the lake. Then onto Eastbourne Rugby Club where I'm joining the over 35s and help train under 12s which I did when living over that way ten years ago. They wouldn't allow me a beer as they could clearly see major damage so I walked to the DGH instead.