Re: Found - Twenty Quid
Posted: 8 Oct 2019, 2:36pm
This seems topical.
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gbnz wrote:Nothing on the road, but a few pounds a year from £1 coins stuck in the lockers at the gym.
Used to hand them in, but routinely found myself being questioned as a "guilty party" so now simply retain them. Made a £1 last week
deliquium wrote:Years ago before coming back to Wales, to live and bask forever in baradws (Snowdonia), whilst staying at what was then a ‘funky’ pre refurb Bryn Tyrch Inn in Capel Curig for a couple of nights midweek.
I’d been out walking with a new exciting beautiful girlfriend up Moel Siabod on a really grand late autumn day and returned to the bar for bevy before a shower and supper - and spotted a £20 note on the floor under a table. No one else was in the bar and the only car in the car park was a very new Range Rover.
I picked the note up, instinctively pocketing it, then considered my options over a pint whilst looking back up at previously mentioned mountain.
Went to our room and cleansed, appearing again in the bar for more dwinks wearing typical 'Cotswold Outdoor' uniform après hill/leisure gear and what turned out to be a delicious (so non Brakes Bros/Warrington factory estate-esque pre made usual pub fare) supper.
Another couple were also partaking of an early meal, the man was dressed in full tweedy country style, red socks with little flappy bits like tiny wings below his knees, plus fours, brogue shoes, waistcoat and checked shirt and a rather clashing coloured Paisley cravat! His companion, a female in matching vibe attire, 3/4 length full shaped heavy skirt, woolly tights, almost identical shoes, cream silk blouse, petit cashmere cardi only two buttons done up and fine shiny hair all built tall into a knotted sculpture that must have taken hours?
We over heard them saying to the European accented waitress/bar tenderess "how wonderful a day they'd had dwiving around Snowdonia and what a view from those tables over there", pointing to where we had our first thirst quenchers and the discovery of the £20 note.
As you do? we put two and two together, aka made assumptions and worse still 'judgements', so decided to keep the ‘apple core’ in me pocket and stay shtum a while longer.
Next day after breakfasting heartedly with only the other ^ couple in the room, they drove off in the Range Rover and we were off up Glyder Fawr via Devil’s Kitchen and returning via Y Garn.
But I'd had a sleepless night wondering, perhaps the £20 was the barmaid's? Perhaps it was a previous unknown's? I didn’t need it.
Any road up, drove the short journey along the A5 heading west to Ogwen Cottage for our day out on another hill again. In those days there was a tiny 'cabin' which sold hot drinks and pies and maps etc. It had a 'charity box/tub' for the local Ogwen Mountain Rescue Team, so I decided to relieve myself of any guilt and folded the note as tightly as possible to insert into the container's slot. Having ordered a polystyrene cup of Nescafe from the cabin's grumpy guts, he returned from the kettle and sink, to find me struggling to ram the said note in the charity box. He assumed I was trying rob it! That's what his face said, before I explained the whole story to him.
Luckily he calmed down and came all over himself with a glow of kindness - he said "it’s rather full so let me hold the pot and you concentrate on getting the money in there with your two hands". That worked a treat and he was all smiles and offered us a piece of bara brith each to "take up the hill" for free!
Several years later, before his cabin and the whole Ogwen Cottage got a make over, I returned for another day on the hill and he recognised me and remembered. I got another free piece of overly sweet bara brith to “take up on the hill”
Ellieb wrote:So, out of interest. How much money would people say ‘finders keepers’ to before they handed it in to the police?