This week’s subject is: ‘What would you do if you found £50 on the ground?’
Ha ha, this is a good one, and I have a few true (yes, all true) stories to tell that will let you know:
1. Back in 1984 when Leon was a toddler, I was dismayed to discover one Saturday morning that after all the bills were paid I had just 50 pence left in my purse to last me the whole week. With a sigh I opened the kitchen door to peg out the washing, and was astounded to see that many old type pound notes had fallen onto the grass. I think they totalled about £50, which was a fortune for me then.
I looked up to check whether a benign presence was smiling at me from above (nope), and quickly picked up the notes before the wind could blow them away. I…
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