Earlier this week I went up to London with my daughter, her twins, and her MiL. We went for a lovely afternoon tea and then on to the ballet. Unfortunately I had to leave at the interval due to an unforeseen event concerning my son that I absolutely could not miss, needless to say I was a very proud mum as I watched him. Anyway, he had asked me to bring my seven year old grandson (his son) back home with me so he and his partner could work/get ready for Christmas. So I was presented with a bag of gifts and an enormous backpack which contained grandson’s things to bring back. They left me at the tube which would take me to Victoria Station for the overland train. I was carrying this heavy and stuffed full backpack on my back, clutching two bags in my hand and clutching grandson with the other hand. The train was cancelled, so I had to go across to Waterloo for the train instead. We grabbed a taxi, couldn’t face the tube again, and arrived at Waterloo. The crowds were enormous, all waiting at the gate to the platform. As the gate opened, the crowd surged forward. I accidentally bumped into a man, apologised and indicated I was concerned to get my child through the gate ( I was afraid of the crowd forcing us to separate) and this wonderful man stood back, indicated for us to go first so we would be able to remain together. When we got to the platform to wait, I spoke to another man, checked this was the correct platform, and said I was a bit worried about getting on the train with my child in tow, as the crowds were surging forward, everyone wanting to get home. When the train came in, this lovely man stepped forward, put out his arms , holding the crowd back, and said loudly ‘Let this lady get on first, she’s got a young child.’ And they did. I was so touched by the behaviour of these lovely men who showed care and concern for an older lady with a little boy in the midst of the rush hour in London.
And the cherry on the cake was I sat chatting to a lovely lady on the train, who advised me when to move up the train to be in the correct carriage for my destination.
Amongst all the rushing and busyness, there are wonderful people out there who by a small action can make someone’s day. Those people certainly made mine.
Is there such a thing as delicious ready meals?
Shall we reboot our cartoons thread again? 😁