While we were busy renovating our house we made many trips to the local hardware store which is just off the village square. One day I go to purchase some curtain hooks, then off to the post office to pick up any mail. I decide to have a coffee and a read of my paper just arrived from Wales.

When I go to pay I realise my handbag is missing, I pop back across to the post office to discover I have left the curtain hooks there, but no bag. I then go back to the hardware shop to look for it.

Imagine my suprise when I am told a local Greek man on recognising me, has borrowed a moped and delivered it to my house before I realised I had mislaid it.

Honesty . Ann