Just to chuck in my two penn'orth. I found a wallet as I was getting off a bus at Crystal Palace about three years ago. As I was in a hurry I trouserd it and went about my business. In the afternoon I tried to hand it in to ED police station but when the rozzer on the desk heard I found it on a bus, he would not accept it and directed me to hand it in to LT. I contacted one of his card suppliers, it was Barclays I believe and they passed on my phone number to the chap. He called me up thanked me kindly and asked me to send the wallet to his address and to buy a drink with the rest of the money, there was twenty quid in it. We stayed in touch and became firm friends. He made me a full partner in his highly lucrative ice cream whoesaling business and I ended up marrying his sister who is a top model. Funny how things turn out, isn't it?