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Good people

God bless the taxi drivers of Guildford.

It wasn't until we got home on Sunday that I realised I no longer had my wallet with me. A frantic search and a deep dive into my memory revealed its whereabouts. It was either on the road where we'd left the car during the walk or on the back seat of the taxi we took from the station to the car at the end of the walk.

Four days later I received a letter from the council trying to return it to me. I'd not thought to tell the council I'd lost it.

So today I collected my wallet with its entire contents - including £60 in cash. Perfect: it turns out there are good people everywhere.