I no longer have my wallet. There are three possible explanations.

1. It was stolen from me in a carefully planned act of revenge carried out either by an individual or a small gang. I can think of five people with motives.

2. TERRORISTS! Duck and cover!

3. It fell out of my pocket.

Of course, it would never have happened if I’d been safely under house arrest.

Update: I searched the web for the phone numbers to call to cancel my cards. I Googled burtons store card and burtons card and got unhelpful but interesting results – particuarly the first one. But having lost my wallet, I can’t say I feel lucky.