My poor DS arrived for lunch distraught. He'd left my birthday present on the bus. It's very wet here and he was juggling parcels and his umbrella. It was a named carrier bag containing a very expensive perfume that he'd been saving for specially.
Obviously, he's now contacted lost property but, realistically, what are the chances of a decent person finding it and handing it in?
I'm not so much bothered about missing out on the present as it was the thought that counted for me. However, he's very upset. Cross with himself. It was a big thing for him. Oh dear.
Fingers firmly crossed that someone does the decent thing. Secretly - not optimistic.
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