A couple of weeks ago someone gave me an old five pound note at a boot sale. I didn’t realise until I left it out in my cleaners money the next day which is when it came to light. I left it on the kitchen side to remind me to take it to the bank but Jack took it for his bus fare – luckily the driver just let him get on the bus to work. Yesterday I finally got round to taking it to the bank. As I neared I took the fiver out of my purse just as a gust of wind whipped it out of my hand. Talk about chasing old money!