Years ago I arrived back at car after leaving work early to go and run some errands for my Mother. For some reason I left the Brompton's pannier on the ground instead of putting it in car with the bike.
It was found and handed in, probably by the security guard who used to take his fag breaks on the car park. Twenty four hours later it was still in the inquiry office at Northampton station - was waiting for some sort of internal transit system to take it to lost property in Birmingham.
On two other occasions a wallet almost certainly fell from my pocket on a Virgin train and I left a Creative MP3 player under a paper on a London Midland train. Never saw either item again.
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