Quote Originally Posted by William Treseder View Post
I stop off at my local shop (bout 100 yards from my house) to get a few things. Get home and about 10 mins later my doorbell goes. A young lad about 7 or 8 standing there, holding my wallet out and his Gran stood at my gate.
I’d dropped it on the road getting into my van, and the lad and his Gran had found it. There was £100 in there and they’d got my address from a business card in there.
I thanked them for their honesty, and after checking with the Gran, gave the lad £10 as a reward.
When i went back in doors and told my wife, she called me a tight arse, and said i should have given him more.
Opinions?
8 years ago, when my son was born, I took loads of photos on my phone. When I got home in the evening I popped into the Chinese for some supper. Later on that evening I noticed my phone had disappeared. Did everything; rang it, retraced my steps, everything. No sign of it. I went to bed and felt sick that I'd lost all of the photos of his first day after being born, family coming to visit, etc.

The following morning I rang it again and someone answered. They'd found it outside the Chinese. We agreed on a mutally convenient location for me to collect it. I offered to give the guy £20. He refused to accept it, no matter how persistent I was. It turned out that he knew my wife and her family through them going to the same church, so I told him to use it there, which he did.