I just arrived home from work and parked outside in the street as usual (not in Supra). A young, rough-looking woman came up to me with a pound coin and said 'I've lost my phone somewhere round here, can I give you a pound to borrow yours so I can call it and see if I can hear it ring or if someone answers'. She seemed very earnest and overly apologetic, just like a beggar or a crack head.
Normally they just ask for money etc and I ignore them. But this was a new line so I decided to see where it led. I took my phone out of my pocket and she seemed very eager to take it. 'Oh no' I said, 'Tell me the number, I'll call it.'
She looked disappointed and read out the number. I asked her name and she said 'Norma' or something. I called the number and a man answered. I said 'I have a girl here called Norma who has lost her phone. We're on Gordon Rd, come and meet her by the post box so she can get it back'. The man said OK and that was that.
She went to wait by the post box, uttering all kinds of profuse thank yous, and I went into our house and just as a went inside I saw a van pull up by the post box.
It's hard to think on your feet sometimes. But looking back it's quite clear now that she would have made off with my phone to the van waiting round the corner. If I had chased her I would have had to have dealt with the heavies in the van. I wonder what they will come up with next.