I believe me losing my carkeys somewhere on the other side of Maison Blanche, which where brought back by one of the security guys makes me a nominee.....
In 2005 I lost my wallet with all of my bank cards in it.
I didn't know where I lost it, only realised when I wanted to get some booze at Boulogne..
Cancelled all the cards, but the wallet had my driving licence and docs for the car in it.
A week later at work I got call passed to my desk at work from the receptionist who said "There's a guy from Wormwood Scrubs prison on the phone for you".
I thought it was a joke but took the call anyway, to find out that he had found the wallet on the Sunday night by the shower blocks on TR and called me based on the business card inside.
Never did get the chance to meet up and thank him.