On my way to church by taxi for the first service I left my bag in the taxi and had to cancel my credit card and sim card and then try to find out if it was possible to get my bag back. My husband did the same thing at the airport and the taxi driver returned his bag with all the air tickets and passports and cash and banking information and his mobile phone and all his banking details. This time round someone dropped my bag off at the Police Station and the policeman called our club as my club card was in it to inform us that I could pick up my bag. The tithe was there with the little extra I carry around. All the other things were there. My credit card and my ID card and driver’s licence and club cards. And my police club card as well. I had spent most of two hours cancelling my credit card first before calling the police and then cancelling my sim card. The young policeman informed me that there has not been another case of a returned bag with all the belongings in it. I informed him that it happened to us once before and if you are nice to people they are nice back. The taxi driver at the airport told me that he could have dumped my husband’s bag out of the window as it was not his problem. Likewise the taxi driver this morning. Yet, both men chose to be nice to me as I was nice to them. It truly pays to be nice to people as a norm.
Love one another.
Just like the song, new one.
I’m tired after seven hours of phone calls and the rest.