1. Random strangers coming up to me in the street and giving me things.
I was just walking through town when this older man starts staring from across the road.He shouts excuse me and runs up to me. He asks if Im the landlady of Porters, I say yes and he tells me how hes been working in Wales tearing down Canarfon (sp?) Rugby Club. He tells me that he found some old rugby ball lying in the rubble and its the last ball ever played there or something.Apparently it has mud and blood on it. He said he knew that I had a lot of rugby stuff in the pub and that I could have it. Hes dropping it in tomorrow. Never seen him before in my life.
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