
Tuesday – a pattern is beginning to form. I’m now finding the mouse’s share of the penny totals each week. Today it was Kirsty who provided. A 2p and a 1p on the table in the pub before a Tori Amos concert. I guess Tori Amos fans are a well-heeled bunch.
Friday – after worrying last week about the departure of my colleague, and with him, my mystery benefactor, it seems I was being unnecessarily gloomy – I now have a new one!
Another colleague, walking behind my desk, in a well-practised manoeuvre which confirmed he’s no stranger to putting things on people’s desks then hurrying away, silently set down a pile of coins totalling 12 pence right on my desk, and whooshed away, almost unseen. I say almost, because I saw him. I now know who he is. But I’m not going to tell him that.
My ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ approach soon began to bear more fruit. Later on, in the pub after work, I was waiting to get some drinks and deep in conversation with a couple of colleagues. When it came time to order I turned back to face the bar, ordered my round, and as I set about putting the first drink in front of the right person, I noticed that there in front of me was a 10 pence coin.
At first I was genuinely bemused. It hadn’t been there before, and I’d already had a G&T in work, so everything was hazy and unreal. Until one of my fellow Webbies nodded behind me. There he was again, my mystery benefactor, looking somewhere else. I paid for the drinks, picked up the 10p, took my drink and walked away, smiling to myself, like drunk people do.
Saturday – hallelujah! There’s been such a drought of genuine finds that this one presented an exquisite thrill. After a class of Body Combat at the gym, I was staggering back toward my car (if you’ve ever done Body Combat, you’ll know why) when a 5p revealed itself on the floor of the car park. I can’t say it was easy picking that one up.
Week Ten
How much found: 30p
Total found so far: £9.59
How it could now be spent: A bottle of Henriques and Henriques medium dry Madeira.