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There are some good people in this world today.
Let me explain. I got up this morning and went for a stroll around Roman Road Market like I do most Saturdays. It can be quite a busy market, so there are always folk bumping into each other etc. I have my iPod turned up full with Nine Inch Nails going mad.
Anyway a few times I was aware of been bumped, but took no notice, like I said tis a busy market.
Anyway an hour or so later I have got home, took me jacket off and chcuked it on the sofa as you do. Unpacked the few bits and bobs I had bought, when the other half says me brother wants me to call him as soon as. I've gone to the sofa to get me mobile out me jacket to give him a tinkle. Mmmm no mobile in the pockets. I've checked on the floor, on the sofa, but no mobile. Asked the kids if they have picked it up, but no they haven't. I gave it a call, but it went straight to voice mail. In other words it were turned off. With that much unprintable language was used and I have prepaired myself for the fact I have yet again lost another mobile ( 3rd one this year ). So the rest of the day I have been sat around pretty much p*ssed off.
That was until about an hour ago when my landline rang and the other half shouted that there was somebody asking after Michael-James. A bit puzzled I took the phone from her and asked who was asking after me.
A young lad on the other end asked " Are you Micheal-James ? " To which I replied yes I am and who wants to know. The young lad says his name is Chris and he might have something I want. With that he asks me to describe my mobile and give the 1st 3 numbers in the phone book which I did without hesitation.
Anyway it turns out when I was walking through the market one of the bumps I got was a pick pocket ( crap one at that as he got caught ) This lad Chris and his mate have seen it happen and have caught the guy. As they have caught him they have shouted for me to stop, but having Nine Inch Nails thumping in my ears I haven't heard them.
I have one of those rubber see through cover things for my N95 and inside it I have a car which has my name on and my landline number and a small note saying "If found, please call this number" How thankful am I that I had that card in the protective case.
Anyway the lad has given me a call, explaing they seen it happen etc, caught the guy, got the phone off him, tried shouting out to me to stop.
I just went up the road to meet them and now have my phone back.
So tonigh as a show of greafulness I will have two lads to help me prop up the bar at " THe Cardigan " THe beers are on me all night long.
JUst goes to show there are some good people in the world still. They could so easily have kept the phone or even sold it.
There is also a lesson in this, keep a card with an " If found note in it
Let me explain. I got up this morning and went for a stroll around Roman Road Market like I do most Saturdays. It can be quite a busy market, so there are always folk bumping into each other etc. I have my iPod turned up full with Nine Inch Nails going mad.
Anyway a few times I was aware of been bumped, but took no notice, like I said tis a busy market.
Anyway an hour or so later I have got home, took me jacket off and chcuked it on the sofa as you do. Unpacked the few bits and bobs I had bought, when the other half says me brother wants me to call him as soon as. I've gone to the sofa to get me mobile out me jacket to give him a tinkle. Mmmm no mobile in the pockets. I've checked on the floor, on the sofa, but no mobile. Asked the kids if they have picked it up, but no they haven't. I gave it a call, but it went straight to voice mail. In other words it were turned off. With that much unprintable language was used and I have prepaired myself for the fact I have yet again lost another mobile ( 3rd one this year ). So the rest of the day I have been sat around pretty much p*ssed off.
That was until about an hour ago when my landline rang and the other half shouted that there was somebody asking after Michael-James. A bit puzzled I took the phone from her and asked who was asking after me.
A young lad on the other end asked " Are you Micheal-James ? " To which I replied yes I am and who wants to know. The young lad says his name is Chris and he might have something I want. With that he asks me to describe my mobile and give the 1st 3 numbers in the phone book which I did without hesitation.
Anyway it turns out when I was walking through the market one of the bumps I got was a pick pocket ( crap one at that as he got caught ) This lad Chris and his mate have seen it happen and have caught the guy. As they have caught him they have shouted for me to stop, but having Nine Inch Nails thumping in my ears I haven't heard them.
I have one of those rubber see through cover things for my N95 and inside it I have a car which has my name on and my landline number and a small note saying "If found, please call this number" How thankful am I that I had that card in the protective case.
Anyway the lad has given me a call, explaing they seen it happen etc, caught the guy, got the phone off him, tried shouting out to me to stop.
I just went up the road to meet them and now have my phone back.
So tonigh as a show of greafulness I will have two lads to help me prop up the bar at " THe Cardigan " THe beers are on me all night long.
JUst goes to show there are some good people in the world still. They could so easily have kept the phone or even sold it.
There is also a lesson in this, keep a card with an " If found note in it