Fergus realized that he had lost his wallet. Imagine the panic we went through, all his credit cards, cash cards, plus ready cash drawn out on Saturday ready for today's adventure, phone card etc. We searched everywhere including the swing we sat on last night. It is placed just outside our motorhome and it is the perfect spot to watch the sun go down. There was no sign of the wallet anywhere. We mentally retraced our steps in order to work out what had possibly happed to the wallet. We then realized that Fergus still had it when we finished shopping because the last thing we did was take some money out of the cash machine, just before we came back here. Naturally we reported the missing wallet to the camp bosses and asked them if anyone had handed it in. So far no sign of it anywhere.
Panic set in and Fergus tried to phone the local police station but they only run Monday to Friday and would defiantly not be open on a Sunday. There was nothing else for it but to phone Keith and tell him what happened and explain that perhaps we would have to cancel our yacht trip today. He understood and asked us to phone again when we had a better idea of what we were doing. Fergus phoned England to start cancelling his credit cards and just then Joan the Lady boss of the camp walked into our motorhome to ask us if this is what we were looking for. Yes! it was the wallet and we could not believe our luck. On the other hand this is New Zealand after all and people here are honest. The wallet was found by the swing, late last night by returning fishermen. They then handed it to one of the other campers and she had only just woken up and handed it over to the camp manageress. Well what luck so we could continue with our day as planned.
The Swing
