A reluctant landlady leaves feedback for the travellers who stay in her domestic. This week: the contents of the lost property box
I try to do an idiot check immediately after each guest leaves – hurriedly looking through the wardrobe and under the bed,and scanning the bathroom for forgotten items. As I waved goodbye to nervous travellers Nell and Aart from Holland, I spotted both their passports lying casually on top of the bed. I grabbed them and hotfooted it along the street, or catching up with them as they were approximately to get into a taxi to the airport. My guess is that they had repacked so often in a flurry of anxiety that they simply forgot them.
Posh Mary left behind a gorgeous cashmere cardigan. Yes,I did try it on, and stroked it several times before I begrudgingly called her. My conscience was rewarded with a glorious bunch of flowers.
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Source: theguardian.com