I was on my way to church last Sunday morning, going along Union Road, Brighton, when a lady who was behind spoke to me, asking me to wait.
A youngish gentleman appeared and held out my purse, which I had dropped without realising.
He was 25-30 years old and wearing a dark leather jacket. I thanked him but he hurried away.
I am disabled and walk with a stick so in no way could I run after him to thank him properly.
-J.A.S, Brighton
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