Interesting one there Bob...years ago when I lived in London I vaguely knew another Irish guy, barely knew him in passing. One day to my amazement he knocked at my door and asked me to loan him something like 10 or 20 quids. I was amazed that he even knew where I lived!
I gave it to him in the full expectation that I would never see either him or the money again. Several days went by and what do you know...up he popped with the money. great thought I ! I felt £20 quid richer than I had ever been, as it was £20 I hadnt expected to see again.
Every couple of months he turned up thereafter looking for money. I always gave it to him...I think he was fond of the sauce...but lo and behold he always turned up again with the money and paid me back.
WE developed an odd relationship with me as the banker. But it was funny...I never lost out.
So I think you probably did the right thing Bob
