Lovely good news story from Belfast

Boogie

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/videos/cewkqjlpg0vo

Belfast is the happiest place in the country, according to the Office for National Statistics.

Why? Because people in towns and cities that would return a lost wallet, are the cheeriest places.

Mark Easton went to Belfast to test the theory. He left ten wallets lying around to see how many were returned.

How many?

All of them! 😇

Boogie

Ooops, sorry @Hugal - I've only just seen your similar thread.

Could we make this one about extraordinary acts of honesty?

I had my phone returned last week. I'd left it on a bench. When I returned in a panic it had been handed in at the co-op.

😇

Sandemaniac

I picked a wallet up in a phone box in Oxford once, and was taking it up to the railway station as it had an army rail travel warrant in it, when I realised I was being followed by someone.

Suffice to say it was the wallet's owner, but I would never have recognised him from his photo on the warrant - I'd actually walked right past him!

Huia

I once found a passport in the city centre. It turned out to belong to a young Kiwi who worked overseas but had come home for her Grandmother's funeral and was due to return the next day. I got a very fulsome letter letter of thanks from her parents and an offer of weekend accomodation in their holiday home,

Ruth

I once found someone's wallet sitting on the roof of a car parked out front of my apartment. The owner lived a block away, according to her driver's license, so I took it to her. A few days later she saw me at a neighborhood diner, intercepted the check and paid for my meal. The one time I lost my wallet a couple of miles from home, someone found it and showed up on my doorstep with it within a few hours.

jedijudy

A very long time ago, my dad found a vinyl bank envelope on the road. He scooped it up, put it in his truck and forgot about it until he was home after work. It was full of money and checks! Even though he and Mom were struggling financially since they had just moved to Florida, he had no thought other than to get the envelope back to the owner.

The man had put the envelope on the roof of his car, forgot about it, and drove off. When they met the next day, the owner expressed surprise and was so pleased to find that everything was there. He told Dad he wanted to give him a reward, but Dad refused. As Dad was backing out to go home, the man threw two hundred dollar bills into the open window of the car.

RockyRoger

jedijudy wrote: »

A very long time ago, my dad found a vinyl bank envelope on the road. He scooped it up, put it in his truck and forgot about it until he was home after work. It was full of money and checks! Even though he and Mom were struggling financially since they had just moved to Florida, he had no thought other than to get the envelope back to the owner.

The man had put the envelope on the roof of his car, forgot about it, and drove off. When they met the next day, the owner expressed surprise and was so pleased to find that everything was there. He told Dad he wanted to give him a reward, but Dad refused. As Dad was backing out to go home, the man threw two hundred dollar bills into the open window of the car.

A lovely story. I lost my wallet on a London Underground train way back in 1976. Very distressed until I received a phone call from a gentleman who had found it and was keeping it safe.
Another measure of folks' honesty is if, on finding your car has been scraped in a car park you notice a letter on your windscreen. And yes, it does happen!