Wednesday, 27th May 2020
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My Diary got run over!

My Diary got run over!

I placed my precious “Filofax” on the roof of the car, took my coat off, slung it on the back seat, sat in the car and drove off.

It wasnÂ’t until I had almost reached Estepona all the way from Fuengirola, that I suddenly remembered what I had done with my diary.
I called the client in Fuengirola, alas to no use. The diary was nowhere to be seen so I made my way back to look for it. I could not just leave at that and never know. When I got there I started retracing my moves, but to no avail.

I remember thinking that if this was back in England, some kind person would have taken it to the nearest police station or tried to contact me.


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That is exactly when my wife called me to tell me that a lady had found my Filofax and that she was waiting for my call.
I couldnÂ’t believe it! I thought she must have been English but I was wrong and I felt very small for thinking otherwise.

I got my diary back, it had a tyre mark over it, the lady had found it on the carretera and she explained that she picked it up and phoned me because , she realized how terrible it must have been to lose it.



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