To whoever picked up my dozy son's ST that he dropped on the way home Tuesday night, somewhere between the ground and Charlton Park Lane.
The kind person was good enough to return the book to the ground and we had a phone call yesterday from the club to say he could pick it up on Saturday.
Every game we have to go through a performance of him trying to find his season ticket and tomorrow should be fun as we haven't told him yet. He's always confident he knows where he's put it after a game or what pocket it is in. We'll see how long he bluffs it out tomorrow.
So if you post on here kind person: THANK YOU!
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Nice touch not telling him though.
His Dad, on the other hand, has been known to allow the pickpockets of Cheltenham feast themsleves on money not so carefully concealed in his back pocket (albeit winning it all back on the last race - and more - with money borrowed from a friend!).
Glass houses and all that ;-)
Can you believe what he said???
"When do you reckon it fell out of your pocket Dad?" !!!! Bloody cheek! I hardly ever go with him as he has his own gang and I haven't looked after his ST since he was 10, but he still tried to shift the blame.
Kids!