I was briefly working as a cleaner in Chelsea, London, long story, and had just moved into a new flat.
Even then, Chelsea was London's millionaire row and they would regularly throw out what to me as an impoverished young man who would ride the underground just to stay warm, was perfectly good material.
This day this woman had thrown out a whole lot of high quality cutlery and crockery and I decided that instead of putting them out in the garbage I would take them home.
The police picked me up going down into the underground n the way homeĀ and accused me of stealing them.
They refused to believe anyone would throw out such high quality goods, but eventually listened to me long enough to go to this woman's plush doorstep.
Miss Minto, a pleasant younger woman from Canada I think, dripping wealth, looked rather surprised to see the cleaner of her apartment building standing there with two policemen on either side, but confirmed that indeed she had thrown the goods out.
The police became quite friendly after that, and we drove around aimlessly for a while before their radio went off for another job, and they dropped me off at Earl's Court, because to them all Australians came from Earl's Court.
It was nowhere near where I was living.
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