...and honesty...
On Thursday, a telephone call from London's Amba Hotel, where the Catholic Women of the Year Luncheon was held last October. They had suddenly discovered a red wallet which had been dropped behind a fixed corner seat...only discovered when everything was removed for some renovations...
Yes, it was mine, and today I went to collect it. Everything intact, including £40 in cash. And much else including a small but particularly special picture of our wedding, a snapshot taken by the apple trees at our family home...
The hotel staff were as pleased as I was to have the wallet back, and an ordinary February morning was suddenly quietly transformed by shared human joy and solidarity.
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