I'm feeling pretty good. I went out drinking on Wednesday for what turned into a long long sesion which ended sometime late Thursday. Unfortunatly, during those lost hours i lost my bag, which, to my horror, i realised contained my house keys, my work keys, my passport, a bank statement with home address, and the book i was really getting into. And its a really cool bag. And it had beer in.
I'm happy because this morning, after i'd arranged £150 locksmith business to come on Monday, a wonderful Park-Keeper rang who'd found my passport and house keys in a hedge. I guess the person who found my bag decided to go for the beer and the books and forget about what could actually make them some money. |