I’m not rich. These days I’m comfortable and can afford things. I’m not of a shilling right now. This evening I came off the bus and it was raining. As my size 10 stepped onto the pavement from the bus, I noticed a soaking wet Bank Of Scotland £5 note lying on the kerb awaiting shelter in someone’s wallet.

I did consider taking it. I even looked around to see if anyone was close in case I decided to do so. But the upbringing came into force. My parents would have said it would have been wrong to take that fiver ( typical do-gooders.. never got them anywhere really )

So I didn’t take it. Taking the upbringing advice of dead people has now made me regret not taking that £5. I would have spent it well. No doubt someone with a drug fix to sustain has it now.

An old English teacher once told me that he could leave 500 yen in the streets of Japan, and he would be 100% confident it would be there the next morning.

I should be Japanese then.