Piccadilly. Pouring with rain, I struggled to get my umbrella out of an already soaking shopping bag. I trudged on to Liberty’s via Golden Square. Breathing a sigh of relief as I arrived but looking like a drowned rat, I began to drip my way upstairs.
When I went to put my umbrella back into my sodden bag, said bag was missing. There hadn’t been much in it but it weighed very little and was useful. Oh dear … oh well … I expected somebody would pick it up and put it in a bin or take it home and find it useful too.
Then I forgot about it as I had something similar at home. About a week later, when John was away, I decided to go to the Nordic bakery in Golden Square and buy a favourite egg and herring sandwich in a round bun for my supper. Joy – there were one or two left. I came out of the café and lo and behold – on the railings opposite, surrounding the grassy square – was my bag – waiting patiently. I crossed the road, picked it up and found something inside. A brochure telling me about all the shops to visit in the neighbourhood.
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Lost and Found
So some kind person had rescued it from the gutter, put in the brochure and hung it on the railings. It was such a nice surprise to see it again and have good feelings about who had put it there. Just reporting an act of random kindness … heartwarming … thank you.
PS In Britain, we have ‘Lost Property’. In France they have ‘Objets trouvés’ – (found objects). Different mindsets … !