My helmet lives a charmed life.

I was in a Starbucks yesterday and having bought a rather tasty cinnamon dolce latte I enjoyed drinking it outside on their terrace.

When I came to leave I realised that I didn't have my helmet so went back inside to ask if it had been handed in.

Just as a kind member of staff was about to look in their office, he noticed it nestling among the coffee beans by the counter.

Jubilation.