A note to the person who thought they needed my lovely black purse/wallet more than I do. I am sorry there was no money in it. I had coin in my hand and this was at the Flying Mullet (in Pāpāmoa) on a Thursday lunch time.

The wallet was an 85th birthday present from my daughter. I have spent the time since walking around malls, cancelling cards and visiting the police station. It's just as well I'm fit enough to do that.

If you have any kind thoughts, please just hand it in to some reliable place who may try and contact me to retrieve it from somewhere. I also spent some hours listening to dreadful music while waiting on the phone to cancel those cards. I can think of better, nicer things to do. Would love a happy outcome.

Mrs P.G. Wilson, Pāpāmoa (abridged).