Pound Coin

Another summer evening’s walk delivers our third pound coin. On a pavement outside of a church in Hucclecote I see it sitting there in the weeds. Nice !

Tiff finds 6p, a cheeky little 5p on the road and a nice little penny in some guttering.

Whilst scouring Hucclecote Rugby Club car park for lost coins, I’m approached by a man asking what I’ve lost. Now Tiff and I had discussed what we would say if this scenario reared its head. Well I told the truth, simply told him I was looking for coins, playing a game against my girlfriend. I thought it was better than saying I’d lost a ring or something because then he might have offered to help. Which would have been weird.

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