Her lucky day

Today I am so happy, to have made someone happy. Yesterday I found a little red bag in the street, it was lying in the gutter. Loads of people must have seen it and passed it by, as it was on a busy road through the village. I was walking with my head down as I am quite frequently, habit I think. I can even spot a small coin amongst the debris on a dirt track, ha ha.

I noticed a red bag, a bit like a pencil case with a zipper, but it didn't look empty. At first I thought a child might have dropped it on their way home from school. I crossed the road to pick it up. It was a bit damp, had probably laid there all night in the rain.

I unzipped the bag to find not pens and pencils but nail manicure tools, clippers, files, scissors, and buffers. In amongst them I found a small scrap of cardboard with a mobile phone number written on it. That's lucky I thought. I sent a text message, saying I had found a bag.

Today I had a phone call, the man described the bag and it's contents exactly. He said it belongs to his friend and she hadn't realised she had lost it untill today, when she needed it. Tonight they have been to collect it. The friend is an oriental young lady, she works in a care home as a hairdresser and manicurist, for the residents. She was over the moon to get her tools back, now she can continue working.

They offered me a reward, but I said no thank you. I said all you have to do is to do a good deed for someone else. Her little smiley face was reward enough.