As usual, the wallet turns up within a day.
I spent the route home yesterday retracing my steps on my bike in case it had fallen out of my pocket on my ride to the post office. Given that I live in a nation of people who it appears this week would not think twice about smashing the windows of their local shop and walking in and looting the lot, I did not hold out much hope that anyone picking up the wallet would not immediately get on the internet and max out my Amex card on anything that took their fancy. Every passing hoodie was in my mind someone celebrating their good luck in picking up some (relatively) rich guy's treasure trove of credit.
Of course this is wrong. Whenever my wallet is concerned, people around the world seem compelled to prove that human nature is inherently to be honest.
So I got an e-mail this morning from the reception at work saying that it had been handed in. Of course this never happens in time for me not to have cancelled my cards.
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