We had a rather weird scenario outside our house yesterday. DH was walking up our path and I was looking out of the window and we both saw a youngish man fall to his knees and just stay in that position. He had a couple of carrier bags which were spilling onto the pavement.
DH, being DH immediately went over to him and came back to me saying that the man needed some new carriers but to leave him to it. As DH returned with the bags and - in the wet - got on his knees to help put the items [new shirts in packets] into the new carriers, a woman came up with a dog, talked to the man but didn't help with the repacking. DH helped the man to his feet and they went off together having thanked DH for his help!
DH said they'd told him they were going to the job centre which seemed odd as it was after 5.30. He also said that the pair seemed to know each but it was strange how they reacted to the situation. He thought the man was either ill - which he said he wasn't - on drugs or had one too many. He said the woman spoke strangely too. Watching the scenario from the window made me very uneasy. I had my eye on the woman and DH's jacket pockets which were visible - just in case [all was well]. I also kept in easy reach of the phone - just in case. Everything was OK, but you hear and see awful things on the television - and it all seemed very odd. The fact they now know where we live is niggling at the back of my mind too. Oh dear! I never thought I'd feel like this about helping people.
Is there anyone who still thinks that Israel's actions in Gaza are justifiable?
Is it me or am I getting mixed messages