Thank you for returning my bag

I STUPIDLY left my bag hanging on the railings outside my front door and was most upset when I realised it was missing.

Not only did it have my bank card inside, but, and this is something the person who took it won’t know, it contained an expensive limited edition lipgloss which had come all the way from London.

I cancelled the card but then the next day I got a call from the bank to say my bag had been handed in.

So now we have been reunited.

They even left the loose change, which was surprising in the current economic downturn.

Whoever this was, I applaud you and need to tell you that you put a smile on my face.

I only wish you had left your name with the bank so I could thank you personally.

For now, though, thank you for being one of life’s nice people.

It’s good to know there are still some out there.