Lost my purse yesterday; dropped it in the street and didn't notice till I got home. The panic was awful. It's not just the cash- it's all the other things in there- credit cards, receipts, membership cards etc etc. I was in such a tiz, thought it had gone for good.
Then got a message from a man who'd found it and thankfully returned it. He was lovely and I was very relieved and grateful.
It has restored my faith in human nature- there are still plenty of honest people around.
I found a purse once and there was an address in it, so I took it round. The woman opened the door, saw her purse and just said Oh, ta! and slammed the door in my face! It takes all sorts, doesn't it!
Advice on effects of long travel sought.
Good Morning Tuesday 4th August 2026
"Old fashioned" expressions that young people have never heard.



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They drove off.