Wednesday 30 August 2017

Sunny Morning, Bright Knight, Dull Evening

So we began the day with a trip to the Eye Clinic- Bob has finally been 'signed off' and all is well with the retinal repair. We celebrated with  coffee at the nearby shopping centre. It was a beautiful sunny morning.Then home for lunch and pootling about. 
I had some parcels to get to the Post Office, and another to collect from the Hermes Agent at a local Petrol Station. I decided I should go on my bicycle.
Much excitement in the precinct - our newest Charity Shop had just opened. The Dorset Blind Association had moved into vacant premise, and when we left for our hols, they were starting to move stock onto shelves. And when I arrived, I found that inside were Sir Julian and Lady Fellowes [technically Kitchener-Fellowes - on marriage they each added the other's surname, so that the K's wouldn't die out. She is descended from Lord Kitchener, famous for the 'Your Country Needs You' posters]
Now I loved Gosford Park [2001], and Lord Kilwillie in Monarch of the Glen - and then Downton Abbey [2010-2015] so it was lovely to meet this chap in person.
He really is a pleasant bloke - "May I take your photo, please?" "You'll want to be in it too, won't you?" "I'm no good at selfies" "Oh, that's no problem, Emma will take the shot" And so E K-F stepped forward and took my phone. She took three pictures "Just in case- I'm no good either" she said, smiling. Actually, all three were fine!
Then on to the Post Office - with a 30 minute queue, and much muttering by the customers. I walked back to my bike beside a lady complaining about the heat. 
"Better than rain - think of those poor people in Texas" I said. She was concerned, she had just posted her grandson a birthday gift and was worried the floods in the USA might mean it didn't arrive. Further enquiries revealed said lad is in California. I said that was hundreds of of miles away and it would be OK. "I know nothing about the States- I always go to Canada for my holidays" she said. 
I rang Bob, told him I had been delayed and wondered if I should collect parcel later. He said I might as well do it, so I cycled up to the garage. Collected parcel, bought a Birds Trifle [reduced to 20p] and cycled home. Went to put bike away. NO HANDBAG!
We shot back in the car. Bag not in petrol station. Then I spotted it on the ground by the footpath into the woods. In the bag I found house keys, phone, knitting, and a box of trifle - but no purse. All my cards, and some cash etc disappeared.
Spent most of evening cancelling cards [one call to Card Protection People], ordering replacement loyalty cards etc, informing Police and DVLA ...what a hassle. But it is only "stuff" - and so many people in other places have lost everything recently. So I'm being positive and moving on.
I met Sir Julian, and discovered he is a lovely Fellow, and my own knight in shining armour has helped and encouraged me. Who steals my purse steals trash. Tis something, nothing,. Twas mine, tis his, and has been slave to thousands... 

10 comments:

  1. Hi, I love reading your posts each day but very rarely comment. But when I read that you lost your bag I must tell you I left my bag on the bus a couple of weeks ago and did I panic fir everything was in it, phone, keys, bus pass plays purse and cards. The bus station people were good and said they would make sure I got home. I went to the banks and cancelled my cards when I went back to the dus station they told me someone had handed it into the driver. Luckily everything was in it. There is a lot if good people about only downside was I could not thank the honest person for handing it in. Enjoy your day. Hazel c uk

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    1. I am glad that you got your bag back intact. The only thing I lost was the wallet, I suspect the thief didn't dig any deeper because underneath that was some knitting, so he missed the keys and phone.

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  2. What a day of contrasts! So sorry about your purse: I once had mine pinched from my bag when I was quite badly injured in a road traffic accident. Your quote is very apposite - all I could think was I was happy that I didn't lose my life. Perspective, isn't it.

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    1. Yes, FC, it is all about keeping things in perspective. But that's sometimes easier said than done!

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  3. What a nasty thing to happen, but so glad that you weren't attached to the bag and hurt by a mugger.

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    1. Yes- I am safe, and people have been so kind and helpful as I try and cancel and replace all the missing cards.

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  4. I know that awful fear feeling when something goes missing. Thank goodness most of your things were still intact and you were able to cancel cards quickly

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  5. That's a horrible feeling. It takes a bit of time to get the perspective that it is only, in the end, a thing. A friend of mine was robbed going under an underpass. She was immediately moved by how pathetic the man looked and asked him if he needed anything else! She said it helped her a lot, not thinking of the loss but the desperate lives some people have. She is a lovelier person than me but she has a point I suppose

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    1. That was an amazing act of grace. I keep telling myself that perhaps the thief will notice the church card in my wallet ..

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  6. I'm so sorry you had your wallet stolen. I've had my wallet stolen from my purse while boarding a bus and my mother was mugged as she waited at the bus stop. It's hard to keep the right perspective on things when it happens, but you have the right attitude about it.

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