elrel I've also had a touching Christmassy experience this week. There are two one bedroom flats next to my house on a Council estate, with a fairly high turnover of single mums and babies in them.
The most recent occupant of the ground floor flat is out to work early, her little man snugly dressed for the cold mornings. He is much the same age as my grandson, about 2. He always gives me a big, dimpled smile when I greet him and his mum, we have never introduced ourselves.
On a whim the other day I bought a beautiful padded hooded jacket from a Mum-2-Mum market, in my mind's eye I saw him bundled up in it, so when I next saw her, I gave it to her. She asked "Do you want money for it?" I said "No, it's a gift".
Came home from shopping a few days later to find a card and a box of Quality Street on my doorstep. Inside the message read "To my wonderful neighbour, with thanks and I hope you have a very joyful Christmas". It was signed "No. 9 and family". 
Good Morning Saturday 16th May 2026



