Whilst jogging around Figge’s Marsh on Monday evening, I lost my door key. After two laps of unsuccessful searching I met a lovely couple who enquired as to my loss. After bidding me good luck, I continued my jog and was contemplating the horror of hauling my ageing body over my neighbour’s fence and squeezing through the bathroom window.
However, when completing my final lap, I saw the couple again, and the lady was dangling a key. It was mine! I could not believe my eyes. Miracles do happen. Thank you once again!
Jogger in Liverpool football shirt
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