I phoned him straight away & he turned around & headed straight back up the Freeway, as his diary still wasn't accounted for. Even more important than his wallet, I could hear the panic in his voice. His diary is his lifeline - jobs done, jobs scheduled, client contact numbers, quotes & estimates - he'd really be cactus if that went AWOL. Much to my relief, he arrived home not long after with the diary, looking a little battered & worse for wear but still intact. He'd found it in the long grass on the side of the T-junction into Stirling.
A timely reminder that life is full of good & kind people who live by a decent & honest code. I made MOTH promise to hold that thought & if the opportunity arises, to Pay It Forward.
And I made the same promise to myself.
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