Random Act of Kindness - to balance all the ranty threads, tell me of a random act of kindness that you have never forgotten.

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LynnCSchreiber Wed 25-Jan-12 16:33:42

There is a lovely thread in Classics about Random Acts of Kindness so I thought we could do with a lovely fluffy thread to distract us from the shooting and disembowelment going on at the moment.

I will start.

When DD was going through the "terrible twos", she had a tantrum at the supermarket. She lay on the floor and wept bitterly because I would not give her what she wanted it. I tried reasoning with her, I tried being stern, and finally I walked away.

The sound of her screams echoed in the supermarket, people were looking at us. I thought that they were judging me, thinking that I was a bad mother.

A man walked by with his two daughters - about 9 and 11yo they were. He stopped, patted my arm and said, "It is a phase. It passes. You are doing the right thing".

It meant so much to me, that I was not alone and that other people were not judging me but feeling sorry for me. And probably being thankful that their DC were past that stage.

Has a stranger ever done or said something nice to you that you still remember years later?

sozzledchops Wed 25-Jan-12 16:41:08

Was flying back from Israel as a youngster and this nice American couple shared their taxi to the airport with my friend and I and gave us money to get a sandwich.

People have also went out of their way to hand in lost purses and meet up to return mobile phones. I like doing stuff for folk as well though.

DoesNotGiveAFig Wed 25-Jan-12 16:50:32

Trying to do the three peaks last summer. There was a HUGE charity group doing it too, and so they had check in points for their participants roundabout the place. I hobbled off the second peak, I really felt like I couldn't walk anymore, despairing because it was a zillion miles to civilisation, and we came across a check point with a van. They saw I was struggling, and even though we weren't with the charity group told us to hop in and gave us a lift to the village where our car was. I burst into tears in the van and made a donation the next day.

when I was pregnanct with my ds I had preeclampsia, I was in hospital and feeling really unwell and also worried as i was only 35 weeks. The consultant came around and told me i would be havign my baby in the next few hours since i was ill which upset me.
She went off to finish seeing other patients on the ward but 15 minutes later she came back with a nice drink for me and sat with me and just chatted and reasaured me until the midwives came to get me to take me to the labour ward. I know that she was at work doing her job etc but most consultants would have left me to it on my own not bothered to come back.

LynnCSchreiber Wed 25-Jan-12 17:05:31

Really lovely stories.

tablefor4 Wed 25-Jan-12 17:11:31

I fainted on the tube when pregnant with DD1. Various people caught me and hauled carried me out of the train at the next station. A couple of peope then waited with me, one gave me his lucozade, until I felt a bit better.

Everyday, when people stop and help me with the buggy, especially on the tube.

[Londoners can be nice emoticon]

lazydog Wed 25-Jan-12 17:16:17

I'm sure there have been others, but for some reason the one that really sticks in my mind is when DH proposed (in a restaurant) the couple at the next table, who were just finishing their meal, said "Congratulations!", paid their bill and left... Then the waiter came up to us with a really expensive bottle of champagne and said that it was from the couple who had just left, so we never got to thank them!!

Ryoko Wed 25-Jan-12 17:17:53

..............I have not punched many people who have annoyed me over the years, I think thats pretty kind of me, they should be grateful.

boogiewoogie Wed 25-Jan-12 17:21:14

A few:
When I was 8 and my younger DB was 5, we went out as a family to dinner in the evening in London and walked from Covent Garden to Leicester Square along Shaftsbury Avenue. It was dark and DB wasn't holding anyone's hand and of course got behind a bit. Parents then realised that he wasn't with us, panicked as we retraced our steps along Shaftsbury Avenue. We spotted a couple of young men who pointed at us with DB in tow. The immense relief we all felt when he was found and gratitude we felt towards them. We were extremely blessed.

More recently, DD and I were waiting at a bus stop. It was very cold and wet which DD doesn't cope well with. DD started wimpering and weeping because of this and I tried my best to reassure her that the bus was coming soon. Kind old lady offered DD a sweet to cheer her up and told me she hated seeing children cry.

boogiewoogie Wed 25-Jan-12 17:26:18

I was feeling dizzy in a restaurant and told a colleague that I needed to go out for some air. About half way towards the door, I fainted and almost immediately, I felt a jerk here and there and someone's hand on my pulse. Later I heard "It's alright, I'm a doctor" grin followed by giving advice to my colleague (who was also a doctor but Phd wink).

NotMostPeople Wed 25-Jan-12 17:27:00

Years ago driving through central London one car towing another hit our car at some traffic lights, my exH got out and in trying dislodge the towed cars wing mirror from ours moved the towed car. There were a number of small children and babies and e male drivers of both cars got very angry with H. For some reason I got out of the car and H got in. The two drivers took out wrenches and crowbars from their car and started smashing at the windows to get to H. I have no doubt that they would have done him some serious damage, it was terrifying and horrific to see H trapped in the car. A stranger walking past somehow managed to pull the two drivers off and calm them down, the police arrived and apart from some scratches to the car everyone was ok.

In the confusion of the moment we didn't get an opportunity to thank that man, he just disappeared into the crowd. I've always deep,y regretted that we didn't get a chance to say thanks, he put himself at risk for us.

WetAugust Wed 25-Jan-12 17:51:33

On holiday alone.

I was in Oporto, Portugal. There was a stall on the opposite side of busy road to me that was roasting chestnuts. Lots of smoke billowing from the stall and quite an unusual thing to see.

I got camera out and took a couple of photographs. The afternoon was overcast and drizzly so the flash activated.

The next thing, the chestnut seller, a small tough looking lady came running across the road towards me. I thought she was going to tell me off for taking a picture of her working at her stall.

Instead, she thrust a handful of roasted chestnuts into my hand, refused my attempt to pay her for them, then turned and walked straight back to her stall.

Will never forget that.

ProPerformer Wed 25-Jan-12 17:53:30

The Harvester manager who went the extra mile for us when DS was sick in her restaurant.

She not only helped us clear up and moved other diners who wanted to get away from the scene discreetly to other tables, but gave us an old t-shirt of her sons for DS to wear to get home so he didn't have to wear sicky clothes (was like a massive dress on him but still nice) and refused to take any money at all for our meals (not even a tenner!) as we had hardly started them.

Luckily we live quite local to the restaurant and so the next morning we were able to drop off a thank you card and a picture DS had drawn for her.

WetAugust Wed 25-Jan-12 17:55:17

Also,

When DS2 was a toddler we were walking through a shoping centre when one of his shoes fell out and landed at the feet of a young man.

He bent down and picked it up and I expected him to hand the shoe to me to out back on DS's foot.

Instead, he bent right down to DS's level, carefully placed his little foot in the shoe and did up the laces for him.

When I thanked him he said 'It was a pleasure ma'am'. He was a young American tourist.

I hope he now has wonderful family of his own by now.

ThreeNine Wed 25-Jan-12 17:57:48

I've had both an iPhone and a diamond ring returned by taxi drivers.

TooEasilyTempted Wed 25-Jan-12 18:07:50

Having lunch in a restaurant and my DS spotted a premier league footballer having lunch with his family. He kept turning round to stare over at him and I told him off. Footballer noticed DS staring, came over, signed an autograph, posed for a photo and sent a dessert over for DS when we'd finished our meal. He must get the staring all the time and I thought it was really very kind of him to do what he did.

theressomethingaboutmarie Wed 25-Jan-12 18:19:31

We were on holiday in California with our then 10 month old DD. she was making eyes at a couple in the restaurant we were dining in and we got talking with them. They were locals ( we were in Sonoma) and were delighted that we loved their town so much. We talked about the lovely inn we were staying in etc.

We came back to the inn the next day after a day out at the vineyards to find a huge basket of wine, snacks and chocolates and a card from this couple wishing us a wonderful holiday.

GrimmaTheNome Wed 25-Jan-12 18:20:42

The lady who held my un-put-downable 5mo DD when we were out somewhere so that DH and I could both eat.

The couple who went the extra mile in returning the purse I'd left on a bus.

The lovely chap who calmly took over when MIL hypoed when we took her out for her 91st birthday lunch, and quietly melted away when the paramedics arrived (never did get to say thanks properly - he was a qualified first aider who was also a diver and I think had dealt with a few emergencies. In Gloucestershire... If anyone thinks they know him, I owe him a pint!)

BiancaCastafiore Wed 25-Jan-12 18:24:30

My mother died when I was 17 and a very kind friend and neighbour of ours bought me a bag of carefully selected blemish-free apples (apples have always been my fav fruit) smile So simple but so thoughtful.

Rindercella Wed 25-Jan-12 18:34:00

I have several.

Many years ago when I was living in Italy, my car broke down in the middle of nowhere. I had to get it towed to Siena and then a train back to Florence and then another to Pisa as I was flying home for a week. I had no money at all - it had taken every last lira to get my car towed. I had been up all night trying to get the car sorted, hadn't eaten for ages and I was really fretting, wondering what the hell I was going to do. Got chatting to a Northern African chap who was a student. He gave me L50,000 (about 25 quid). He had no knowledge of whether or not I was going to return that money and he was not a wealthy man. That act of kindness has stayed with me for 20 odd years.

Then there have been the acts of kindness from MNers to me in the last couple of years. From popping round to look after my DDs when one of them was sick so I could go and see DH in the hospice (thank you if you're reading this - I know we don't speak any more, but I will always be thankful to you for that), to amazing, generous gifts from complete strangers in our times of extreme stress, I will never forget.

candr Wed 25-Jan-12 18:49:47

Really nice thread smile
I got knocked of my bike by a taxi that didn't stop and was unconscious in the road in heavy rain, I came too to find myself covered with a duvet, head on pillow being sheltered by an umbrella. Someone had seen it happen from their window and grabbed their beddng to keep me warm as they were worried about moving me - was very surreal but so sweet, took round wine and chocs when I left hospitle.
Also the bus driver who used to walk to the top of a really long scary path to meet me from work and escort me to the bus when it was dark as he worried about me being mugged (had happened to a friend of his there), made me feel much safer.

When I was about 15, I had to ring my dad for a lift home from the town where I'd been dropped off after a hockey match. Due to struggling with my hockey stick, games kit and enormous bag of goalkeeping kit, I managed to leave my briefcase in the phone box, but didn't realise until we were on the way home. Returned to the phone box and it was gone, along with lots of my GCSE work- gutted. When we got home (a fairly remote farm), it was sitting on the kitchen table waiting for me- someone had found it, got our address from my bus pass and driven miles out of their way to get it back to me! And because it was my dopey brother who answered the door to them, we never found out who it was and were never able to thank them properly.

drippyVaJjandVagBean Wed 25-Jan-12 18:57:38

I grew up in a small town where you reconise most faces and When ds was small he was coo'ed over by a regular bunch of people on our usual trip to town, he has a taggie blanket and we dropped it once, someone who simply knew our faces walked town until she found me and returned it.

Also ds, tesco every friday the same old lady would be in the cafe when I arrived, dp was on a building site nearby and we'd have breakfast, ds would be asleep and shed always ask after him, most weeks the minute I hit the till and the trolly stopped he'd go off like a siren, this lady would come and cuddle him whilst I paid, I know some people would say its risky allowing a stranger to do so but she'd rocked his carseat for weeks and one week it wouldn't work, she told me once ds was weaned and would knaw on a rice cake instead those fridays were the highlight of her week, so instead I met her for coffee whilst ds babbled in a highchair, I haven't seen her for 3yrs sad but having someone help me in such a simple way made such a difference.

Also shopping one, once we added dd to the family it got more interesting, she wasn't ff like ds so no one could settle her but me, dp used to stay home with ds whilst I went to asda with dd (I know it would be easier for me to stay behind with both but it was a break for me and I actually enjoyed going) one week she freaked as I got to the till screamed and screamed and two asda ladies came and loaded my shopped on the conveyer packed it all and brought it out and waited for my taxi with me.

And the biggest one, with newborn dd and 1yo ds, dp and me had a bad patch and he walked out, I was home alone in january about 7.30pm ds was in bed and the electric went out, can't drive it was raining, I'd got dd bundled up in the sling managed to move ds to the buggy still sleeping and wrapped him up to trudge to the shop 20min walk, only to find I was Over drawn I'd got £3 in coppers change in the nappy bag so got £3 elec, all wet snotty and miserable the lady behind the till smiled and said, it passes soon sweetheart and gave me a bar of chocolate and when I got home I stuck the key in and there was £10 on it, I rang imeadiatly and she said not to worry it was no accident she'd put the extra on, I went in a few months later with flowers for her, I was truly miserable that night and she saved me from very dark thoughts. I popped in that same shop last week, 3yrs later nearly to the day with my two dcs and she gave me the biggest smile and said, I told you so, I wanted to hug her smile

discobeaver Wed 25-Jan-12 19:12:59

I was on holiday in Italy ages ago by myself, and was at a cliff/hilltop lookout area, just admiring the view and wishing I didn't have to go home.

A lady with her family came and told me in very broken English it was a place where people sometimes jumped, and she wouldn't leave until I was on the bus back to the hotel!

I wasn't suicidal at all, just dreamy - but if I had been, she might have saved my life

ProPerformer Wed 25-Jan-12 19:23:26

Another one I have thought of from when I was little.

I must have been about 5 or 6 at the time.
I was at the seaside amusement arcades with my parents and there was an old man in a wheelchair playing on the toy grabbers and he was winning loads of them but couldn't reach them to get them out so was asking random people to help him. At one point I was near the machine when he won two toys so I went and got them for him and handed them to him before he asked. He then said I could keep one for being so helpful and honest!

Similar thing last year with DS when we were in Brighton. Hed been watching a couple of 'hoodies' play on one of the pier games and winning prizes. Anyway we finished watching them and about 15mins later they came up to us saying 'excuse me' and I thought we were in for it, but they showed us a toy parrot and asked if it was ok for DS to have it!! Had a few times like that with DS!

Also a few years ago my grandad was dieing of cancer and I was in a card shop buying him what I knew would be his last ever birthday card (he died 2 days after his birthday) and suddenly got really emotional and burst into tears. A lady came over and stood next to me and offered me a tissue and a hug (I took both!) and asked what was wrong. She and her husband stayed with me for a good 5 mins or so listening to me and reassuring me until I was calm enough to carry on. Such a small thing, but very much appreciated at the time.

LynnCSchreiber Thu 26-Jan-12 07:19:41

CandR
I laughed at the thought of someone bringing out their duvet - that would never have occurred to me. How sweet.

Here is one the other way around.

We were in a restaurant in Zurich. Next to us sat two children while their mother bought the food. It was a self-service place and really busy so they were alone quite some time. The older child was about 9yo and he was looking after his 3yo sister. They sat quietly and drew pictures, the boy helping his sister until their mother came back. I heard them speaking English and so when we left I said to her, "I just wanted to compliment you on your very well behaved children, I am impressed how nicely they waited".

She was so chuffed. I got the impression that she had been having a difficult day until then and was a bit stressed out.

Whoever sent me a £50 note in the post when I was a studentgrin
The builders at DSs old school, who patiently answered all his questions, and the one who gave DS a toy of his own digger after months a while of DS watching them every day.
Everyone who helped out with my DCs while DH was ill, and we had barely any kitchen facilities. The cook at my work who bagged up a load of dinners in microwaveable portions for me and DCs to eat over that christmas.

nextphase Thu 26-Jan-12 08:20:25

So many, I've truly been blessed by some of the people who I've come into contact with.

Thank-you to the lovely guy in Tesco who when both boys were screaming came and told me to cuddle baby while he packed all the shopping away, then unloaded it all back into the car, and took the trolley away again afterwards.

Thank-you to the trainee Dr who sat with me for hours and hours in waiting rooms while my pregnancy was diagnosed as ectopic and DH was 500 miles away, and thank-you to the Sister on EPAC who, having told me I couldn't eat or drink whilst waiting for a result, then found me a corned beef sandwich and a cup of juice at about 3. I hate corned beef, but that was the nicest sandwich I have ever had.

festivalwidow Thu 26-Jan-12 11:07:40

I walked on crutches for a couple of years and found navigating public transport pretty tricky.
One particularly grim afternoon there was a Tube strike, the buses were packed and the one bus it looked like I might be able to get on was set too high for me to physically manage (not one of the low-rider buses IYSWIM). Lots of disgruntled passengers not happy with waiting while I tried to launch myself up the step.
Driver was ready to drive off without me until two punk/metal types scuttled from the back of the bus, lifted me in, paid for my ticket and sat with me so they could help me get off again. They were such a lovely couple and I never got the chance to buy them a beer.

Have encountered some truly lovely people when travelling - my favourite was the elderly lady in the middle of the Turkish countryside who gave me a bag of peanuts to help with morning sickness (it worked!)

bradbourne Thu 26-Jan-12 11:14:01

Some lovely stories here.

It's sometimes funny how even the smallest thing can make your day - like someone passing on their car-park ticket so you don't have to pay.

loopylou6 Thu 26-Jan-12 11:48:34

When dd was 2 we where in a card shop and she spotted one of those bears they always stock, she cried for it ( tbf that was unusual for her so she must of REALLY wanted it ) it was 10 pound and I couldn't afford it, told her so and left the shop.

When we where outside, a young woman ran after us and handed dd the bear, saying 'they're only young once' then walked off leaving me open mouthed and sputtering thank you's.

Dd is nearly 8 now and is still inseparable from this bear, sleeps with him every night, he's her special bear. smile

LemonEmmaP Thu 26-Jan-12 12:12:42

A few years ago when DS2 was a toddler, we were in the supermarket, looking at some of the bath toys etc. DS2 saw a Makka Pakka toy that he really wanted, and he was asking me to buy it. I told him we didn't have enough money so couldn't buy it. An elderly lady overheard and got the £5 out of her purse, and insisted that I took it to buy him the toy - I tried to refuse (not least because the tale about not having enough money was not true - I really didn't think the toy was worth £5 and didn't want to buy it). However, the lady was quite insistent, so I took the money and bought DS the toy, explaining how lucky he had been to be given the money.

When I got home, I made a £10 donation to charity to make peace with myself! DS2 still has the toy in his bed every night, and when I see it I am reminded of that lady's generosity.

MentalOriental Thu 26-Jan-12 12:33:17

Just a couple of months ago, we were travelling home from a wedding in the States. DS had been woken really early to catch the flight, so was sleeping while we waited to board our flight. In the meantime, DH and I were chatting to some fellow travellers sitting by us. When the time came to wake up DS, he proceeded to be violently sick all over himself and his Dad! The people we'd been chatting to, fished tissues out of their bags and told us not to worry, that they'd tell the airline staff what had happened and make sure the flight didn't leave without us. They got DS a bottle of water and even helped to clear up the vomit from the airport lounge chairs! When we got to our destination and got off the plane, they sought us out to make sure that DS was ok. They were so sweet, it almost brought me to tears! blush

mustdash Thu 26-Jan-12 12:40:03

A couple of years ago when my DM became very very ill, my DB and I were quite at a loss at what to do, just to organise "stuff". One of the nurses on my DMs ward suggested a visit to the Maggie's Centre, so the next day we wandered over there.

We were completely bewildered, and at a loss as to how to cope with what the coming months were to bring us. DB had given up work to look after DM, and I lived 500 miles away. We walked in to the Centre, and immediately were offered coffee, and some home made treats by a very frail woman who was clearly undergoing chemo. Despite us being fit and healthy, just a bit fragile and upset, she sat with us till we gathered ourselves a bit, and waited till someone could come and talk to us.

We left that day with my DB sorted out with benefits, a social worker to organise care for my DM, and a blue badge form all filled out. More than that though, we realised just how marvellous and giving people can be.

Walking into the Maggie's Centre that day was like walking into a hug. I really can't describe it any other way.

pinkappleby Thu 26-Jan-12 12:46:53

I was at a car park pay machine with my 3 under 5 and the oldest 2 were being horrible brats and there was a big queue beside me. I had planned to pay by card but the machine was broken and would only take cash. I was 20p short of the cash total and was about to load everyone into the lift to go back to the shopping centre for cash when I found the man behind had paid the whole lot for me smile I was very grateful.

And lots of people who have helped me on and off the train with my double buggy and up and down the stairs at the station, which has no lift.

someone came chasing after me recently and handed me my shiny new treasured iphone - I had no idea I'd left it behind (distracted by children). very grateful!

spendthrift Thu 26-Jan-12 12:50:38

The young man in McDonalds who realised DS (7) and I were there and asked his friends not to swear in front of us.

The young black men who were the only ones to give up their seats on te Tube to me when I was pregnant.

The lovely man who realised I had dropped my teddy when I was three and chased after us to bring it to me. I can still remember him.

The people this summer who realised I had hurt myself really badly and came over and helped.

The wonderful couple who looked after DS (6) and me when DH had a bad accident abroad and just absorbed him into their Halloween festivities, with him accompanying me to the hospital following the ambulance, and her looking after three boys. If she's ever on this thread, you are remembered with affection and gratitude

pissovski Thu 26-Jan-12 12:52:15

All the lovely (16+) students (there are some among the not so pleasant ones!) who I have taught who have said lovely things. I don't know that they would realise it, but when i was having some very dark days, they could really make a difference. Just things like 'you're a great teacher - don't let anyone tell you otherwise' and 'we are so glad you're back!'. I hope that in return I have been able to do things they will remember (like being there when they wanted a cry and simply listening and passing tissues - nothing much really!)

The nurse who sorted me out with sleeping pills when i was in hospital with jaundice and hadn't slept more than an hour in 3 days. I slept like never before that night. And on the same day, the ex student who phoned me (got my number off his mum, who I had been ringing as he was a bit of bugger (lovely but still!) - and had had to use my mobile to phone) not long after i had a huge crying fit on the ward because of lack of sleep. He was so concerned when one of his friends told him I was in hospital that he wanted to say he hoped i would be ok. It really cheered me up.

TobyLeWolef Thu 26-Jan-12 13:04:32

The one about the lady in the shop putting £10 on the electric card has made me well up blush

Years ago, when DS was almost a year old and I was pregnant with DD, we went on a huge family holiday to Cornwall. We were walking into the town (me, XH, DS in the buggy, my mum and sisters and my grandad) when XH suddenly hit the ground like a sack of potatoes and began fitting. He's not epileptic and this had never happened before. I went to pieces a bit. My mum is a nurse, so managed the situation somewhat, but some very kind people came out of their houses and called an ambulance, and a couple of lads in their late teens pulled their car over, bundled their designer jumpers and coats and used them to put under XH's head to stop him damaging it on the pavement, and as blankets to keep him warm while we waited for the ambulance. They waited until the ambulance came, then just collected their things and left. I never got a chance to say thank you, but I'm sure my mum did.

ArtVandelay Thu 26-Jan-12 13:06:08

Years ago, I left my handbag on the tube on a Saturday because I had loads of shopping bags and I was distracted. When I realised I was very upset and went to TFL lost property for that line but they didn't have it. Lost my phone, purse, keys, some cash, everything sad Had spent loads that day and was feeling very stupid.

Anyway, Sunday night my Granma calls me - "a young man" had called her to say he had my bag and he had left his number. So I called him, turns out he'd waited till he went to his Mums then got her to go through my bag and phone and the only identifying number was 'Granma' every other number was just a name! So thats why he'd phoned Granma.

I met him at Farringdon the next evening and he was v.posh and good looking and embarrassed that I'd brought him a bottle of champagne to say thankyou.

God knows why he went through all that rigmarole (or needed a female to investigate the handbag!) and didn't just hand it in but I will never forget the delight of getting everything back exactly as I'd left it on the tube. I never thought I'd see it again in a million years. Thank you kind and handsome young man (who must by now be getting on a bit).

NoMoreCakeOclock Thu 26-Jan-12 13:07:41

The lovely guy who jumped out of his car when I was involved in a crash in the fast lane of the motorway who shouted stay in your car, no one is hurt get on the hard shoulder. He then followed all the cars onto the hard shoulder helped us all swap details etc then went on his way. We were all so shocked I don't think we could have managed without him. He felt like a guardian angel.

The lovely family who drove us home (miles out of their way) when our car broke down on a major holiday and we couldn't get a taxi for love nor money, my DH did the same for a lady weeks later.

Pay it forward

WaitingForMe Thu 26-Jan-12 13:13:47

I used to live in the Far East and used to get a bit uncomfortable by the way all the men at the hawker stand at the end of my road would watch me walk up the road, pass them and head along the road to my apartment block.

Until one evening a man followed me home. I asked him to go away and then ignored him as he continued following me. As I neared home I wondered whether to head off and go to a nearby hotel for a bit but suddenly all of the men at the hawker stand stood up. The man bothering me paused and when they started walking towards us he ran. I smiled at them as I passed them and they all nodded their heads and smiled back.

All along they had been watching out for the young woman who lived alone.

TobyLeWolef Thu 26-Jan-12 13:15:26

On our honeymoon in Cyprus we met a woman who had gone on holiday with her small daughter, having just split up with her husband. We tended to have drinks with her in the evening etc because everyone else in the hotel was elderly (it was February) and she was the only person near to our ages.
One evening we all walked into the town centre to go for a drink, and on the way back the lady's daughter got very tired. My (now ex-) H picked her up and carried her while we looked out for a taxi as we walked (it was a fair way back to the hotel). A young local couple pulled up and asked us if we wanted a lift. We debated, but figured we were safe enough as 3 adults. So we asked them how much they wanted. They said 'nothing', and took us all the way to our hotel. Even when we tried to pay them, they wouldn't let us and just wished us a lovely holiday and drove away.

OrmIrian Thu 26-Jan-12 13:21:09

Had to use DH's ratty old car one morning because he had taken mine. I was on the way to drop DS2 and DS at CMs before taking DS1 to school and then drive to work. Ratty old car broke down on the dual carriageway in heavy traffic and pouring rain. No mobile. Had just gathered all the kids together incl DS2 (babe in arms) to struggle to Morrisons to use phone to call breakdown people, when such a kind man and his daughter stopped and asked if we needed help. He towed us to CMs. I managed to call breakdown people who came and took me to the garage to get car fixed - left kids at CMs for the day. Above and beyond IMO.

Lots of other incidents. More good than bad. Which has made me offer help to total strangers in my turn. Life is so much easier that way.

BenderBendingRodriguez Thu 26-Jan-12 13:21:54

what a lovely thread.

i am horribly sleep deprived atm and having one of those days where everything feels like a dark, joyless slog. was sitting in the library cafe earlier having lunch with 3yo and 6mo, thinking crap thoughts about my mothering skills (v snappy today blush). an old man came over and told me how well behaved and handsome my children were. it brightened my day no end, and i told him so smile

garlicfrother Thu 26-Jan-12 13:23:28

Lots and lots here, too smile

After another storming row with X1, I went to walk off my anger on Clapham Common. It was raining hard, about 3am, and I was charging along crying buckets. A black cab stopped, offered me a lift home and threw in a very calming chat. London cabbies have 'rescued' me a few times, free of charge. Most of them are really top geezers.

I left home under distressed circumstances and headed off to the Channel ferry (RIP) by myself, with an absurdly large suitcase. I messed up every single connection, but the same nice man kept turning up to help me find out where I was supposed to be and carried my suitcase! No idea who he was, but he must have put himself out quite a bit.

Lovely people - customers and staff - have often given me small amounts of money when I found I hadn't enough for my shopping. I used to do this, too, and am hugely touched by so many other people doing it for me now I need it.

Somebody posted my lost purse back to me. The cash had gone, but everything else was intact. I thought it was kind of them to realise I'd be missing my appointment cards, season ticket and so on - was very glad to see it again!

I could write a whole thread about random acts of kindness, all by myself grin
The vast majority of people are nice. I think those who refuse to believe it (and to pay it forward) are missing out on the best parts of life.

I was once on a packed tube train when a toddler started whining in her mother's lap saying she was bored and hot. She was on a verge of a tantrum when a man who was sat next to them (clearly a stranger), took out a toy and a children's book from his bag and started reading a story to the little girl. Her face lit up and she quietly played with the toy as he read. It was lovely smile.

thegruffalossecretlovechild Thu 26-Jan-12 13:24:27

The two lovely ladies who got a book and rugby ball signed for DH and DS by Jonny Wilkinson last year. We'd been queing for nearly three hours on a cold Friday evening outside Twickenham Stadium and DS(3) was understandably getting tired and crotchety having been an absolute star for ages. I had to admit defeat and as I was leaving the queue they offered to get our stuff signed as well. I picked it all up a couple of days later from one of the ladies and gave her some flowers as a thank you but I never got to thank the other lady properly. They ended up queing until nearly 1.30 in the morning!! Great presents for DS and DH, gutted I didn't get to meet Jonny grin!

The lovely old gentlemen who bought DS a drink at Painshill Park when we were waiting to meet Santa Claus. I'd got caught short with no change on me and DS was having a meltdown...... The gentlemen even looked a bit like Santa off duty with twinkly eyes, beard and a tweed jacket!

BlackSwan Thu 26-Jan-12 13:31:09

ArtVandalay, couldn't you have just told us you went on to marry the handsome stranger on the tube? <grumble>

Tabbykat Thu 26-Jan-12 13:32:56

A few years ago DH and I took my younger student Dsis to Heathrow where she was flying to China to spend Xmas with my parents out there. Her luggage was 4 kilos overweight with all the presents/ revision books etc and check-in staff said it was £100 shock in excess. DH and I were saving to get married and just couldn't afford it so we went to the airport coffee place to unload the presents and I said to Dsis I would just ship them out another time, although they wouldn't get there for Xmas. Two lovely older ladies at the next table overheard and offered to pay the money for us as they thought it was so sad there wouldn't be any presents at Xmas for my family. I was so shocked that somebody would be so kind. It was so much money so of course we said thanks but no thanks, we couldn't accept. I was so touched that they would make an offer like that.
We then went back to check Dsis in, and the (different) check-in girl on seeing what we had taken out to lighten the case, just told us to put it back in and she would just put it through anyway. So grateful for the thoughtfulness

RatherBeOnThePiste Thu 26-Jan-12 13:39:20

Am reading with pleasure. Lovely thread.

I was once flying back from Dubai on my own and DD was about 6 months. It was a night flight and she fell apart completely, noisy sobbing, full on. I wanted to join her, then these lovely guys I was sitting next to decided they would walk her up and down the plane for me, and got the steward to make me a cup of tea, made sure I drank it. She fell asleep in this man's arms and then slept on me for the rest of the flight.

Just gave myself goosebumps at the memory of their kindness, esp when they could have been so arsy.

In the days when we used to use travellers cheques to take money abroad, I was travelling through Europe with a pal, got separated in Avignon when we missed a rendezvous to catch a train together because I was late.

I hopped on a train with my interail pass to meet her at the next youth hostel on our itinerary as per our agreement if this happened, but I got caught out by there being a payable supplement on that route. I had literally only a few francs on me silly irresponsible teenager other than travellers cheques that I couldn't cash, it being a Sunday and no banks or exchanges open. The conductor would have been asked to leave the train at the next stop but a lovely couple paid it for me, and on arrival at the station, rang their 18 year old daughter to come to pick me up drive me to meet my friend in the youth hostel.

Not only that but they insisted on buying me a meal in the restaurant car, and the daughter wouldn't accept repayment for the meal or supplement when I met my friend. She said her dad had told her to refuse, and would like to think that someone would help his daughters if they were ever similarly so stupid stuck.

I would have been asked to leave the train, obviously not bleeding conductor

VivaLeBeaver Thu 26-Jan-12 13:46:30

Years ago on a campsite my tent pole snapped and tent collapsed. I went and bought a new tent, came back and got it half up to find it was broken.

Nice man tried to help but realised it was knackered and rang the tent sales people up for me and told them to come out to the campsite with another tent and put it up for me which they did. He then invited me to dinner with his family as I'd lost the plot by then. blush

Bramshott Thu 26-Jan-12 13:48:30

The couple who stopped when a wheel came off our car (and went hurtling down a hill into their car) and not only took me home to the babysitter while DH waited for the AA, but also refused to take any money for the scratches to their car. We sent them wine grin.

Piccalilli2 Thu 26-Jan-12 13:54:58

On way to dentist with dds, already having dreadful morning, got there to realise had no change for parking meter. Asked a man passing if he had change, he didn't, so was facing long walk to nearest shops to get change, reluctant dc in tow, which probably would have meant we got a ticket anyway and we'd have been monumentally late for dentist. Man passing came back and paid my parking. It was only about 40p but frankly it made my day

The lady who appeared beside me on my walk home one night when it had been snowing hard and said "I see you walk passed my house everyday and I know you are pregnant (was about 36wks) and I want to walk with you tonight to make sure you are ok"

Not me, but on crowded tube stuck in a tunnel somebody was sick, you've never seen so much space appear in a crowded tube, but once everyone had backed up a bit a carrier bag, bottle of water, tissues and a little hand held fan all emerged from bags and pockets for the poor sick person.

The entire campsite of people who rushed to DH and mine's aid when our windtunnel style tent took off while we were trying to put it up in a gale!

AnnaBegins Thu 26-Jan-12 13:59:04

When I was in America on a choir tour, my friend and I had our wallets stolen from a church. It was the first day so all our money was in there, $300 each, train tickets to get home, subway tickets to get to where we were staying etc etc.

We were both in tears, I had literally no money having maxed my overdraft to go on the trip, and no way of getting money anyway.

The lovely members of the congregation kept coming up to us and giving us money, from $10 to $100! When we added it up, we'd been given nearly as much as was stolen! We were able to survive the next 10 days thanks to their generosity, though we were careful about spending as it didn't feel like "our" money.

When I got home I gave what was left to charity, and hope I can "pass it on" in the future. Those lovely people made a nightmare trip into a lovely trip.

missdeelite Thu 26-Jan-12 14:07:51

When I filled my car with petrol and then realised I had left wallet at home blush and the man behind counter was being really mean... a black cabby offered to pay for me and said I could put money in his paypal account!!!

Peachy Thu 26-Jan-12 14:12:01

A few eyars ago someone came to the house to scream at me (understandably) that asd ds2 had threatened his son at school.

I apologised and explained about his SN.

Their son is in ds2's class and most weeks their son turns up to take ds2 out with their family for a break and bike ride that we struggle to give him.

matters massive amounts and I am so grateful.

The aldy on our camping trip this year who took my boys off for 2 hours one evening- just 100m away but the first child free 2 hours without an important appt or anything that we've ahd in a good year (ds1 non sleeper)

I've been totally reliant on the kindness of strangers when travelling, but the one that sticks in my mind is the time I came down with altitude sickness on a train in China. I'd got up to go to the loo and on the way back to my cabin suddenly became so dizzy that I went completely blind and lost the ability to walk. All I could do was just stand there, clinging to the wall in the corridor. I was travelling totally alone and started to panic, when a lovely Chinese man found me. He guided me to an empty bunk where I could sit down, called the train guards, and woke up his friend (this was at about 3am) who spoke a few words of English to try and translate what the guards were saying. He came by to see me again the next morning to check that I was OK and to give me his address in case I ever wanted to visit him. I'll never forget it.

R2PeePoo Thu 26-Jan-12 14:14:53

The lovely lady who produced a packet of biscuits for DD when she was little and whinging on a bus.

The teen who held back all of her friends from running across the road 'because we have to set the little girl (DD who was holding my hand) a good example and wait for the green man'

The lady who gave DD a little bunch of redcurrants every market day when we lived abroad. DD went through a stage of munching buckets of them and I couldn't afford them one week. When we walked past her stall she came running after me with a bunch in her hand and presented it to DD and waved her hands at me when I tried to pay her. We were living abroad and I was so lonely and grateful for her noticing DD.

And a group of terrifying Croydon teenagers who I thought were going to mug me (lots of gold earrings, baggy trousers and slicked back ponytails) when they hopped off their bench and walked towards me one dark night, but instead carried the pushchair down an entire flight of stairs at a train station, before waiting for me at the other end to help me carry it up again. They put their cigarettes out first and one of the blokes was told 'to stop bloody swearing in front of the baby, you twat'

missdeelite Thu 26-Jan-12 14:24:25

Love R2PP post!!! Live near Croydon too can picture it sooo clearly...

stabiliser15 Thu 26-Jan-12 14:27:12

When I was in sixth form some friends were involved in a very bad car accident, including my best friend, and I went to the hospital to see them. I didnt have any change and was dithering about what to do, and a kind older chap paid for something like 8 hours parking for me.

Also when my siblings and I were little and we had gone to France with my mum to visit her sister. She'd kept driving despite it getting late and we were in the middle of the French countryside not near any towns or places likely to have BnBs. In desperation, my mum knocked on a farmhouse to see if they could point her anywhere. They insisted on putting us all up for the night and gave us a wonderful breakfast and tour of the farm which I remember now. They wouldnt take a franc from my mum.

When DD was about 2 weeks old, and I was recovering from an EMCS, we'd shuffled to the post office to post a letter, and the post office was full. We were in a long queue and I wasnt fantastic at manouvering her pram (still not great now!). DD started to cry and that always panicked me in the early days, and to make matters worse I was in a plain top which demonstrated all too clearly the physical reaction I had to DD's crying. The chap in front of me calmly cleared the queue, steered us to the front, and made everyone move agan so we could get out of the door. Of course that could have been his embarassment, but it was very kind as I was close to bursting into tears.

What a lovely thread.

Miette Thu 26-Jan-12 14:38:14

When my 2nd dd was born my 2 year old dd1 was quite jealous ad had a huge tantrum when it was time to leave the park. I had to carry her out screaming and a man looked at me and laughed and made some comment. It was just nice that he seemed to be sympathising rather than doing a car bum mouth.

When I was heavily pregnant with dd1 i got onto a packed train. (Previous train had been cancelled.) I was standing near the door and a man asked if i was pregnant and when i said i was he said "Right." and ordered some poor chap to get up for me. I thanked thenm both and sat down sheepishly. It was mildly embarrassing but very kind! grin

heliumballoon Thu 26-Jan-12 14:39:33

Last year I was in my first trimester and really sick. I was sitting on a tube platform looking green with my head between my knees and a lady's feet appeared in front of me and she said, are you OK? I said not really- just pregnant, and she said oh dear, you poor thing and went off and came back with a tube of mints and offered me one.

What she didn't know was that earlier that week I had sat with my father as he died. So I really really was pathetically grateful for that mint and her nice words. I think I will probably remember that tiny gesture forever. <sniff>

mummysfunny Thu 26-Jan-12 14:43:33

Heather Mills rang me before I had my amputation to wish me luck and offer some kind words, it was very much appreciated.

jennifersofia Thu 26-Jan-12 14:44:35

Gosh, lots. Just the other day I was struggling walking home with two substantial wooden chairs I had found and a man (whom I didn't know) just walked up to me holding out a hand, saying "Give me one" - he meant to carry it for me, not take it, I hasten to add!
Also loads of people offering to help with pram up steps - thank you!

ajandjjmum Thu 26-Jan-12 14:45:25

Just to show my age!!! We visited London when I was around 6/7, and I wanted a postcard from the shop at the Tower of London. DM gave me the 6d (not a mistake!!) that I needed, and sent me to queue and pay for it. When my turn came, the lady told me that the man in front had paid for the postcard for me. I remember running back to DM and telling her, and we spotted the man, so she sent me over to thank him. So sweet of him.

swangirl Thu 26-Jan-12 14:50:20

R2PP your post made me laugh.
When Ds1 was a newborn myself and DD were leaving the post office and Ds starting crying for a feed. I sat down on a bench near a pub trying to get DS to latch on but it wasn't working. I was getting upset with myself for in eyes letting DS1 down . A lovely lady came over to me and calmed me down. She sent DD who was 4 at the time to the shop buy herself some crisps and a drink for me.I tried to give her the money for the crisp and drink but she refused.She then told me not to be embrassed about feeding Ds1 in public its what boobs are there for.DS had a lovely long feed and that lady's kindness has never been forgotten.
The lady in Tokyo who helped me and DH get to the correct bus so we could get back to our hotel eventhough she could not speak any english. We were both very grateful.
To my homestart voluneteer (sp?) who helped me through a dark time and eventhough she is no longer my voluneteer still takes my DS and DD out for a couple of hours every few weeks and spoils them words will never express enough my gratefulness.

marmiteandjam Thu 26-Jan-12 14:51:52

I lost my electricity key and needed a replacement urgently as we were down to about 40p on the emergency credit. We had to walk to a specific shop to collect a replacement and on the way the heavens opened and we looked like drowned rats. I was dreading the 20 min walk home and then a lovely lady in the shop insisted on giving us a lift home!!

oh gosh - the young chap (early 20's) who paid for my purchase at a Tesco Metro when I realised when I had left my wallet at home - 10 miles away. I was buying pudding blush - he insisted. so sweet

Aw, these are lovely!
<sniffles a bit>

Lots of lovely little gestures from people, but here are a couple:

When I was a teenager I went on a school trip to Russia. The women who cleaned the hotel rooms were notorious for scrounging odds and ends from the guests, so when the woman cleaning my room took an interest in my things on the dressing table, I assumed she wanted something. I gave her a cheapish pair of sunglasses I happened to have and was quite happy to do so, I didn't really need them.
But this woman was different. As well as almost prostrating herself with gratitude when I gave her the glasses, she unexpectedly turned up in my room a little later and presented me with the last two sections of a Russian doll as a thank you. I was very touched and well over 20 years later, DD still plays with it.

Also, DD was toddling through the supermarket with me a few weeks back when an elderly woman started admiring her. Then the woman fumbled in her purse and produced a coin, "That's a pound, isn't it?" she said, squinting. "Get something nice for the little girl."
it was 10p but the gesture was so sweet, bless her.

NoMoreInsomnia12 Thu 26-Jan-12 14:59:34

I left £60 in cash and £60 cheque in my purse on the bus as a student. Most money I'd ever had in my purse at once. University was in an area where most people are not exactly well-off. I realised straight away, skipped my lecture and walked to the bus station. It had already been handed in, completely intact.

BikeRunSki Thu 26-Jan-12 14:59:42

Three weeks after CS, and the day after DH was put on reduced hours, a lady I don't really know at all well came round with:
1 - present for new baby
2 - Lunch (and she had taken the trouble to find out from mutual friend what I'd like and got my favorite)
3 - A bag of "basic" shopping - bread, milk etc

The next week she drove me into town (we are pretty rural and I was still not able to drive) to meet friends and go to supermarket.

feelingdizzy Thu 26-Jan-12 15:01:00

When i was 18 i spent the summer in america. It was the days of payphones i was ringing home to my mum ,a couiple of days before i was due home and i didn't have the money 4 the bus to the airport.
After my call , a man tapped me on the shoulder winked and said look there is 50 dollars on the ground. Which he had obviosly put there. I cried and he smiled and left.

StrandedBear Thu 26-Jan-12 15:02:34

Message withdrawn at poster's request.

I've got a lovely one --
Myself and DS2 were at a train station somewhere in near Berwick (can't remember which one now!) last summer. We had been dropped off there and had around half an hour to wait. I asked someone where the nearest shop was as we had no food/drink/magazines for our long journey and they said there was a little shop in a village about 10 minutes walk away.
We hurried up to the shop and DS2 chose a magazine and a bar of chocolate. I picked up a drink and a bar of chocolate and we went to pay. The shop couldn't take my debit card and I had no cash! Realizing we didn't have long before our train left, I started to put the things back, and then this young guy behind me said "don't worry, I'll pay for them" and he did so with many thank you-'s from us!!
It was so kind of him and brought tears to my eyes!!

I have other stories too but have got to do the school run!!

PortBlacksandSpringingBack Thu 26-Jan-12 15:06:20

"2tired2bewitty Thu 26-Jan-12 13:58:29
The lady who appeared beside me on my walk home one night when it had been snowing hard and said "I see you walk passed my house everyday and I know you are pregnant (was about 36wks) and I want to walk with you tonight to make sure you are ok""

OK - that's it .... i've gone already .....more to read now....

Ghoulwithadragontattoo Thu 26-Jan-12 15:08:44

On the day I had my DS I returned to hospital having been discharged earlier in the day because I knew my son had jaundice. At the discharge talk the midwives had stressed any sign of jaundice in first 24 hours we had to go straight back in. But when I arrived at the hospital the midwives were very angry with me for coming to hospital and were telling me off and saying they wouldn't do blood tests for my son because I should have gone through my GP to get referred back (turns out this is wrong). Bearing in mind it was early evening so surgery was closed, there was no way I was waiting until the next morning. I was on my own as DH was parking the car and I hadn't slept for about 36 hours and I just burst into tears cuddling my son.

A very lovely lady in her fifties came out and put her arm around saying how shocked she'd been about the way I'd been spoken to and how lovely my son was and generally being kind and motherly. It transpired that she'd travelled several hours with her DD that day who had gone into premature labour at 6 months. I was so moved by her kindness to me when she was facing such a worrying ordeal herself. I really hope that her DD and GC had a happy ending - she would be a wonderful grandma.

redwhitestar Thu 26-Jan-12 15:11:34

Am welling up...

On my way to a chemo appointment last year I fainted in the lift at the tube station. And then by the ticket barriers. And then outside (yes I probably should have been in a cab but I wanted to try to hang on to some vestige of normal life...). A lovely lovely nurse and doctor happened to be in the same lift and came with my dad and I, arranged me on the floor outside the tube station, called an ambulance, checked my pulse etc etc. The nurse even gave me (v expensive and new) handbag for a pillow - it was a wet and horrid day so I'm sure I ruined it.

They left as soon as the ambulance arrived and I was too out of it to thank them, but I'll always be grateful.

fuzzypicklehead Thu 26-Jan-12 15:12:35

When DD1 was about 6 months old, our car developed an electrical fault and spontaneously burst into flame as we were driving through a very rural area. So many people stopped and offered to help and waited with us for the fire brigade to arrive. It took about 25 minutes for them to arrive and in the meantime, a lovely couple had helped us carry all of our things to safety from the car and let me sit in the van to feed DD, before driving us 15 miles to our house and then taking DH back to meet the recovery vehicle.

redexpat Thu 26-Jan-12 15:17:50

I've been rescued so many times in the states by nice americans. I asked someone how to get from the bus station to the airport and he took me there himself and paid for my ticket. DH and I were following directions that took us to the wrong part of town, asked for directions in a gas station when another customer looked up, called the hostel, bollocked them for giving crap directions and led us straight there. On 9/11 I was on the Boston underground on my way back from the airport (obviously flights were cancelled that day) and someone offered to put me up. Everytime we took out our camera in Prague an american voice would say 'would you like me to take a picture of the two of you?)

I've always tried to go the extra mile for Americans here when they need help. THey're such nice people.

BikeRunSki Thu 26-Jan-12 15:19:06

The lady who picked up DD's bootee that fell off her foot yesterday. (she is 14 weeks). She handed back and said "That has been knitted with so much love". (It hadn't it came from Next, but it was bought by my friend's 7 year old who had saved up her pocked money all summer when I was pg to buy my baby a present). In fact, to my friend's seven year old who saved up her pocket money all summer too.

butterflyexperience Thu 26-Jan-12 15:23:27

Lovely thread smile
A recent one for me - last week at play group another mum gave me a spare nappy to change my toddler into as I'd left mine in the car.

Also all the lovely smiles I get from people on the street.

Kellamity Thu 26-Jan-12 15:28:44

I remember being a very young officer in the RAF and being asked by a Senior Officer to sit next to an elderly guest at a dining in night.

It seemed he came to almost every dining in night reliving his days in the Navy and just wanted to talk and talk and talk about his adventures. He was renowned as being so tedious no one wanted to sit next to him more than once and as the new girl in the mess it was my turn.

So I sat down next to him and had the most delightful evening with him. Yes he went on a bit but he had some amazing stories to tell and we had a wonderful evening together. OK so I didn't get trollied with my mates but hey another time.

A couple of weeks later I received a letter from him saying what a great night he had had in my company and would I accept some cruise tickets to say thank you shock His wife had died earlier that year quite suddenly. They had booked this holiday together but he couldn't face going alone and wanted me to take a friend. The tickets were non transferable so I couldn't go but what a thank you present for what was a great evening. Made me cry. I kept in touch with him for some time but over the years we lost touch.

nomorefrizz Thu 26-Jan-12 15:29:05

An homeless rough and ill looking man pushed my car for me when I ran out of petrol. When the car was moved off the road he just waved and walked off. It makes me cry just thinking about him.

MischeviousMum Thu 26-Jan-12 15:31:58

When I started going out clubbing at '18' my best friend had started experimenting with drugs. We always stayed at her nanas and we'd ended up getting a taxi to some of her friends house and I knew they'd all be doing drugs in there (I was about 20 miles from home) I said I wasn't going in when there was just the two of us in the taxi she smugly replied I'd have to cause I didn't have enough money to get home. The taxi man intervened, kicked her out and said to me he would take me home for free as his daughter had just started going out and he hoped she had friends as sensible as me.

hmm not sure if you call it random but unexpected group of friends on hearing what happened to me all donated some money which enabled me to buy a second hand powerchair which is much battered but much loved which helped give me my lifebackgrinthanks and

these friends ar eby no means rich but they are all big hearted and i can never ever thank them enough

We had just left my ex. DS was 4 (he has asd) and DD was 3mnths
I was living in a refuge and having arguments meetings with various "official" people. I had just been shouted at by my boss as i told him i would have to leave immediately as i couldn't return.

Anyway, walking around Tesco trying to get some shopping and DS was being awful. A full on meltdown. I had to carry DD as he was trying to hit her and so was pushing the trolley single handed and trying to stop him hitting people as we walked past. HE was shouting and screaming and if he got close to the shelves would swipe them to know things off.

He was a nightmare all the way around the shop.

We finally got to the checkout and just as i was putting the lst bag in the trolley about to walk out of the store a little old lady came up to me and said "I have seen you around the store and think you are doing an amazing job. Well done for being so patient with him"

I cried

I have had many little old ladies tut or make comments like "he needs a smack" but they all melt into one. I rarely remember them the next day, but that little ladies comments meant the world to me. they still do now some 7 years later.

Ample Thu 26-Jan-12 15:38:43

Something I witnessed first-hand.
I was sitting in the car next to my dad parked on a side street, waiting for my mum. It had started to rain heavily just as an elderly woman returned to the car which was parallel parked in front of us.
My dad grabbed an umbrella, got out of the car and put it over her head to shield her from the rain while he helped the lady with her shopping bags and trolley.

[proud daughter emoticon] smile

Agincourt Thu 26-Jan-12 15:39:46

when I go to fetch a trolley at the supermarket I always give the first trolley i pick out to the person behind me and they are often really shocked! People are not kind enough to one another.

nomorefrizz, that's just lovely. The last time I was out in town with my daughter (who has severe SN) she stopped to speak to a man begging in the street. Her speech is severely compromised due to her disability, but everyone was rushing about and she stopped and said 'Hello, how are you?' and they had a short exchange and he said 'god bless you' to her and then said to me, 'she's just beautiful' <sob> We went and bought him a sausage roll from Greggs, which isn't really keeping in mumsnet tradition

CousinCairngormMcWomble Thu 26-Jan-12 15:55:08

Just after I'd passed my driving test I got into a complete mess parking, just about touched the car next to me and had no idea what to do. Was completely shaken and a lovely man offered to park my car for me. He even reversed it in so I could just drive out. He and his family were so kind to me.

Was having a really bad day on my first day of a new placement while I was a medical student, had been shouted at by the infection control lady for not knowing where anything was as I had just started. Had been shouted at for attending a cardiac arrest call (after having been told off for not attending the last one) had a few things going on at home too and then missed several veins in a row for blood samples. One of the patients called me over so I went to check he was okay. He said "I'm fine love. I was just the same as you at your stage. It gets easier. You're doing really well. I should know, I've been a GP for 50 years" and gave me a hug.

MrsWhitaker Thu 26-Jan-12 16:04:52

Can I add myself to the sobbing readers of this thread?
So so lovelly!

Not really an act of kindness but it made me feel really good so I think it counts.

DD was 10 days old and I was desperate for a M&S coffee so lovelly DH packed us up in the car and took me to the local shopping centre for said caffeine fix. I had a CS and was still tender and walking very slowly. Sat in cafe and lady on table next to us enquires how old DD is. We reply "10 days" and she comments " My goodness 10 days! It's amazing you are dressed let alone out for coffee". I had really been worrying about how I was coping and it made me feel so much better.

pranma Thu 26-Jan-12 16:06:10

My favourite was when I was just finished chemo. I was staying in a hotel and had taken my wig off for the evening (I was totally bald). There was a knock at the door-it was the chambermaid. I remembered I didn't have the wig on and burst into tears. No one but my dh had seen me bald and I was alone in the hotel (work related). The lady put an arm round me and sat on the bed beside me and just talked for about 15 minutes.Then she left a little heap of chocs on the bed and went. I put a note on the hotel website but as I left next day I didn't see her again. If Bonnie who worked at the renaissance Hotel in Manchester in 2007 is reading this-thank you from the bottom of my heart. I was never afraid to leave the wig off again.

VivianDarkbloom Thu 26-Jan-12 16:07:22

I love these threads!

I had a great day on the tube just before Christmas: a woman told me I looked lovely when I got on the tube, and then I got off without my brolly, and a man ran down the platform chasing me to give it back. The train pulled away before he reached me and he had to wait 5 mins for the next one, but he wished me a Merry Christmas. Makes such a difference when people do nice things, I wish people could do it more often.

EauRouge Thu 26-Jan-12 16:14:18

Today at the supermarket a woman put my shopping on the conveyor belt for me because 11mo DD2 was crying and wanted to be held. I thought it was really kind of her to help and I think she may have been a MNer because she was buying Pom Bears and wearing Fly boots, so thank you if you are reading this grin

sparkle101 Thu 26-Jan-12 16:25:20

I was sat here thinking I had no experiences and then i thought of one.

A few years ago DH and I were doing the shopping, and when we were putting the bags into the car he happened to lock us out of the car, a lady pulled up alongside us and seeing what had happened offered us a lift home to get the spare keys and back, we took her up on the offer of a lift home and I got my car and drove us back up there. She was a huge help and didn't see she was going out of her way at all.

BumFunHun Thu 26-Jan-12 16:35:43

Ah these stories are all so, so lovely - am also blubbering away now (soppy git I am)

After a particularly frazzling day with my DS and DD shopping in town, I needed to get the bus home, and was not impressed when I saw it was one with stairs and that I would have to fold the pram down and remove all my shopping etc. When the bus stopped, the driver got out of his cab, told me to get on with the kids, and then folded the pram and carried it on with all my shopping....then took it all off for me when I got off. Thought that was really nice of him and that he was a bit of a genius for figuring out how to fold down my Stokke without the instruction manual!

As bus drivers are renowned for being a bit horrible, that always stuck in my head!

bubby64 Thu 26-Jan-12 16:36:58

The young man from the local supermarket where my Mum (who has altzheimers) used to shop, who, when driving home one rainy evening last January, spotted my mum walking up the very dark road out of the town pushing her sholly, recognised her as she had been at his till almost 2 hrs earlier, so stopped his car, asked if she was ok, and she was soaked through and so muddled she couldnt remember her address. He got her in his car, found her address in her handbag, took her home, found my telephone number where it was taped to the wall, rang me, and got mum a cup of tea and towels to dry herself whilst he waited the 20minutes it took me to get there. Then just said "goodbye" and left. Mum may have died that night if it wasn't for him! Took him a bottle of JB and thankyou card to the supermarket next day, but he refused all gifts, just said he was glad he could help!

jen127 Thu 26-Jan-12 16:38:15

I was in Israel alone and my DM died. I was in such a state by the time I managed to get through security at the airport. This took over an hour with them asking was I sure she was dead as I fitted the profile of a suicide bomber allegedlly. ( I know they were doing their job!)
I finally got on to the plane and just broke down when I reached my seat. The lovely gentleman beside me was an Israeli doctor flying to take up a post in London. He spoke with me and offered me great sympathy and was so nice.
I then arrived in Gatwick and the flight home the next morning was from Heathrow, so I had to catch a transfer bus. When we arrived at the terminus in Heathrow I burst out crying again as I didn't realise that I would have to get another bus to my hotel for the night. The bus driver was so kind and took me directly to the hotel.
I could cry just thinking about how kind these people were to me !
I always try to pay it forward !

Mirage Thu 26-Jan-12 16:39:20

The dds go on the school bus.One day when they were only 4 and 6,I was waiting in the village for the bus to drop them off,and saw them walking to wards me with a strange man.It turned out that a tree had fallen,blocking off the road into the village,and instead of dropping them off and letting them walk the last 1/4 mile home,the bus driver had escorted them so he could be sure they were safe.He said that he had kids and he hoped that if they were in the same situation,someone would do the same.I rang his boss to compliment him and gave him a bottle of whiskey the next time I saw him.

Another day,DH was at home and was meant to meet the bus.I was at the farm in the next village at work.I was pretty shocked to see the dds walking down the farmyard to me.It turned out that the bus driver [not the same one as before] had got to our village,but wouldn't let the dds off as there was no one to meet them,he had seen my car outside the farm and knew I worked there sometimes,so drove back,knocked on the door and handed the dds over to my aunt.I rang the company and told them how thoughful he'd been.[Turned out DH was oblivious to all this,he thought it was 2.30pm not 3.30pm,the dolt].

Kellamity Thu 26-Jan-12 16:41:01

Aw blimey this country is FULL of amazing people! What a lovely thread smile

TunipTheVegemal Thu 26-Jan-12 16:44:05

Not a stranger but my neighbour, but worth recording:

I was working away and dh had an important meeting and his car refused to start. My neighbour drove him to work, dropped the children off at nursery for us and THEN came home and called the garage out to come and look at our car! She is lovely. [flowers]

Boomerwang Thu 26-Jan-12 16:45:38

This is a really nice thread, the kind I read from start to finish smile

Mine and my boyfriend's parents are always doing very kind things for us because they know we are broke.

I had an accident at a very busy crossroad and my car was spun out 270 degrees with a huge dent in the back. I was so stunned but the first thing I thought was... I have to get off this crossroad people are going to be pissed at me. I started the car again and revved the engine, pulled up slowly on the clutch but it wouldn't move. Suddenly the car door opened, a woman told me to get out and in my daze I simply did as she said. She managed to get the car moving despite a flat tyre and broken axle and she drove it off down one of the roads. She disappeared before I could thank her.

Also, a colleague of my father's drove a long way to the same car which had been towed to a pound or whatever and he managed to retrieve the rather expensive radio I'd left in there.

My ex's parents paid off the gas and electric bills from the house I shared with my ex after he died, total of over £600 which there was no way I could afford. They pretended they'd 'sorted out a mistake' with the companies but I figured out the truth.

My Dad hired a van and helped me pack up everything and move it back into my parents' home after my ex died and my Mum helped me clean up the house before it was handed back to the landlord who had just stuck a 'for sale' sign in the garden a few days before without telling me of his intentions.

I've been a very, very lucky person all my life and I try to give what I get.

Kellamity Thu 26-Jan-12 16:46:22

My brother used to drive the school bus. As you do he got to know the kids with one of them being a little boy with Down's Syndrome. One day he got to the bus stop but the little boy's mum wasn't there. DB was not happy to let him get off so kept him on the bus dropped off the last few children and drove the bus to his house. His mum was there and I can't remember the reason why she hadn't been able to get to the bus stop but there had been some misunderstanding with a friend/DH.

She was so grateful and asked DB how he had pacified the little boy when he didn't get off at the right stop as she knew he would have been very unhappy about it. DB had given him the microphone used for coach trips and he'd sang karaoke until he got to his house. grin

BandOMothers Thu 26-Jan-12 16:51:08

This thread has made me teary! I remembered the time I had DD 1 and DD2 at the small local train station and we had got on the wrong platform.... began to try to run up the steps with one dd in the buggy and the other pulling behind me...to cross the bridge to get to the right side and a lovely French man of about 30 or so jumped up

(he was on the right side) and began shouting "No! No! You stay still!" and I did and he came over and carried DD in her buggy all the way up the steps. Bless him. My older DD was looking at him like this grin He was very handsome!

sozzledchops Thu 26-Jan-12 16:52:23

Actually had forgotten this one. Was on holiday and visiting an ancient site strewn with ruins and rocks, so very uneasy and tricky to walk on. There was one old man in our tour group who had problems keeping up due to the terrain but the guide was just breezing through without much consideration. Turned round and a man from the group had just quietly gone over and took the old man's hand and helped him through the rocks and ruins for the rest of the tour, staying by his side.

It was my husband, and we were on our honeymoon. was so proud of him and realised I had made a great choice.

MissM Thu 26-Jan-12 16:58:48

I'm letting the kids watch extra tele just so I can get through this thread (and so they don't see I'm crying!) Here's my tuppence worth:

When DD was about 2 months old I was in that dreadful new mum, sleep-deprived, no grip on life, emotional meltdown that is new motherhood. DH was being an arse so I took her out for a walk hoping I'd feel better. She screamed, screamed, screamed and screamed some more. I just sat down on a bench and started to cry. Two women walking with toddlers came up to me, one took her from me, the other put her arm round me and was so gentle - 'are you on your own today?' and just sat with me for a bit. When DD stopped crying the other woman handed her back and put a little hat on her head. I tried to give it back but she said 'No, keep it', and I have, to this day (DD is almost 6 now).

They truly saved me from going insane that day, and if they are reading and remember it was by the canal on Hackney Marshes.

Kellamity Thu 26-Jan-12 17:00:56

Oh I remembered another one.

I did the common riding ins Scotland one year. It's when the people cross the breadth of the common land in order to maintain there right of way or something like that. Anyway as you can imagine it's quite a trek and so it is done on horseback. I love horse riding and considered myself a fairly competent rider and so off I went. All was going well until my horse decided to jump a large puddle I wasn't ready and promptly fell off. I landed on soft mud and apart from being filthy had no hurt anything but my pride. I had also lost my bottle and started walking my horse, too scared to get back on (I had never fallen off before). A few people commented on it being "a long way home" as they went past me but I kept walking my horse at my side.

Then appeared a very nice man who encouraged and helped me to get back on. I eventually agreed but refused to do anything but walk, no trotting, no cantering I would plod home and so I did and he stayed with me all the way. I said he could go on but he stayed with me. We're talking about a 3-4 hour ride!

When I got back I told my Grandad what had happened and this man's name. He knew him and told me he was a fine horseman who would have been in the running for first past the line - he scuppered his chances by walking with me but if he hadn't done it I might still be walking home now!

Deliaskis Thu 26-Jan-12 17:01:26

The whole way through my 2nd & 3rd trimester, it was late 2010 and early 2011, and was snowmageddon where we live, and even when it wasn't snowy, it was blinkin freeeeeeezing cold. I worked right the way up to 39 weeks and with SPD it was really hard going.

But it was made a bit easier because my car was scraped of ice & snow every morning, before I went out to it. I had assumed it was DH as he goes out half an hour earlier than me, but only learned months later (when DD was already 5 mo), that it was my retired neighbour opposite who was always out at 7am with his dog, and had seen me once trying to scrape ice off my car with my cold belly poking out of my ill-fitting maternity coat. He felt sorry for me, and did it every day for the rest of my pregnancy! A real sweety.

I had no idea and feel terrible that I didn't thank him nearer the time.

D

Kellamity Thu 26-Jan-12 17:02:23

Aw Delia now that has set me off again how lovely! smile

Deliaskis Thu 26-Jan-12 17:05:01

Oh and the several different lovely handsome German young men who helped me on and off 3 trains with several big suitcases, 2 skibags, bootbags, and 2 lots of hand luggage on the way to Munich airport one Christmas. They were probably wondering why my apparently completely lazy-arsed DH was stood there not lifting anything, but he did in fact have a delicate spinal fracture and had only been let out of hospital on the proviso that he didn't attempt to lift so much as his own fork.

D

bubby64 Thu 26-Jan-12 17:17:02

Oh, and the very kind ward cleaner from The Rosie Hospital, Cambridge,who, when she realised I was on my own after the premature birth of my twins and were in SCBU, (DH had had to reluctantly go back to work as in the middle of some important negotiations, and as we had been transferred to a hospital 80mile from home, couldn't visit each day) sat down and held my hand while I cried, and bought both boys their 1st teddy, which they still both have 11yrs on. She made time for me when all the nurses were too busy. She even stayed regularly at the end of her shift to find out how they were managing. We kept in touch for a year or so, then lost contact, but I will never forget her kindness. Oh, and also the nurses at same unit who moved me into a side ward and provided a camp bed for my husband to sleep on when he did manage to get back to us, utterly exhausted, 48hrs later!

GeekLove Thu 26-Jan-12 17:39:19

I remember back when I was a student I was stuck in the group project from hell when the only thing that happened was meetings and any attempts to do practical work and get feedback were shot down. This period was when I happened to get together with DP ( now DH) when things were particuarly bad when one person was not speaking to me over a trivial mistake and the other had disappeared for 3 weeks. I went to one of their interminable meetings and the one who was speaking to me must have noticed how much happier I was with this change in circumstances. He said with a grin 'I've seen you swanning around with your new man' and that made me blush a little. I said to him 'that's so sweet that you've noticed and care just a little about me'. It was his turn to blush then! grin
That made my day and help put things into perspective that no matter how grim a project might be it is only transient and that the rest of life is much more important.

Me and my best friend used to go off camping when we were at sixth form. One weekend we'd gone to Edale and spent the day walking miles over the hills. When we got back, we'd missed the shop, had hardly any money and were out of supplies. We were lying in our tent that night, talking and probably complaining about being starving. When we woke up the next morning, the man who'd been camping next to us had packed and left and shoved a load of bread rolls under our door. smile

(And then that night in the pub we had enough money for a packet of crisps - it was when they were running a competition and we won a fiver which was enough to buy our tea!)

Prunella79 Thu 26-Jan-12 18:20:36

when my car tyre burst on the state highway in New Zealand - i'd pulled over onto the verge and had just got out to see what the problem was when a ute pulled up, the chap changed the tyre within moments and was on his way virtually before i realised what had happened. love those kiwis.

MilitaryWag Thu 26-Jan-12 18:25:06

Six years ago I went into John Lewis to see if they sold bandanas as my daughter had lost all her hair as a result of chemo. I had searched high and low in so many shops without any success. She refused to wear the wigs the hospital had. Was hunting around and couldnt find any. Asked an assistant who said they did not sell them. She suggested I might try and make them. I said I was rubbish as anything creative. I explained the situation and how stressed I was because my daughter was really worried about going out and about with a bald head. She then said why dont I come up to the fabric department to at least look at the fabric and one of the ladies up there would explain how to make a simple one. To cut a long story short, one of the wonderful assistants said she would make me some. I went back the following week and she handed over a bag full of wonderful bandanas and she refused to accept any payment for them or the material. She put her hand on my hand and squeezed it. Ashamed to say I cried at such a kind gesture (it had been a stressful week) I still have them in a bag.

dollymixtures Thu 26-Jan-12 18:27:51

The other day I was running late for my train and had to sprint across the car park, over the footbridge and down icy steps whilst dodging dozy sixth formers. Was sure I was going to miss it but the lovely guard held the train for me and even shouted encouragement when he saw I was flagging. grin

My dad was one for random acts of kindness. He once drove a friends violin all the way to Cardiff from south London because she had forgotten it and had a gig. He took their next door neighbour shopping and to visit his wife (in a home) every week, happily waiting in the carpark for hours to take the neighbour home again. Another neighbour who had dementia was obsessed with driving but had his license revoked so he'd come and knock on the door, dad would get his car keys and they'd go off on a little pootle somewhere. Whatever dad was doing, even eating his dinner, he'd say "righto Mr G where to?" and off they'd go. He was lovely my dad. smile

AfternoonsAndCoffeespoons Thu 26-Jan-12 18:45:03

When I was 16, my DM was seriously ill (she died just before I turned 17) and was only working a few hours a week. Things were obviously pretty tough for us all at home. We came home from school and work one day to find an envelope had been put through the door with about £100 in it, and absolutely no idea who or where it came from.

Kellamity Thu 26-Jan-12 18:46:05

Aw Dolly what a lovely man smile

R2PeePoo Thu 26-Jan-12 18:57:02

I got my middle name from an act of kindness my parents did before I was born.

They were driving back from the supermarket and saw an old lady struggling up the steep hill with her shopping. They pulled over and gave her a lift home. After that they came back every week for several years to take her shopping and home again.

She died a couple of months before I was born, apparently she was very excited about my mum's pregnancy and so my mum gave me her name 'May' as a middle name.

When I was younger we used to go and visit her grave every year, lay flowers and keep it clear of weeds as she didn't have any family herself.

LittleBarnOwl Thu 26-Jan-12 19:02:24

I got on the bus home, it was packed and I was 37 weeks pregnant and feeling very unwell. There were no spare seats so I grabbed the pole next to me but a man got up and insisted I take his seat, I was embarrassed as he had only one leg and used crutches but so grateful as I really felt ill. He chatted to me the whole journey. The next day I found out I had pre eclampsia.

Agincourt Thu 26-Jan-12 19:03:26

a robin follows me around the garden and helps me take the dog for a walk. I know it's only a small thing but it also cocks its head to the side when I talk. Small things help me on my way

something2say Thu 26-Jan-12 19:09:17

What a lovely thread.

I can remember being in Thailand out near the border of Burma. Walking home after a boozy night with strangers in a part of town I didn't know, when two women on a moped stopped and gave me a ride (which I didn't think I'd needed) and we all sailed thro the night with our dresses and hairs fluttering in the warm night, and they were singing too!

I have done things for homeless people too, I often do that. But the nicest thing I think I did was when on a packed summer commuting train home, going past a place where refugees are housed. Family of one mother and about 5 kids all ranging in ages. Tiny little boy all dressed in the clothes they wore, he looked like a tiny little man. They were singing and he was dancing! But they spilt some milk on the floor and that was it for the grey commuters looking for an angle. 'Wipe that up!!! We don't do things like that in our country!!' he said, but she didn't have any tissues, so I got mine out and mopped the floor for them, and then they started singing and the little chap was dancing and it was all ok again.

Shenanagins Thu 26-Jan-12 19:15:31

Racing to a dr's appointment with my wee boy, parked car, went off to get a parking ticket and a lovely stranger came over with theirs as they were leaving and hadn't used the full amount. Nearly cried with gratitude as was in a hurry after being given an appointment for 15mins after I phoned - poor little one was quite sick at the time.

Now, if I haven't used up the full amount on mine, I will look for someone to give the remainder to - what goes around comes around.

happybubblebrain Thu 26-Jan-12 19:16:43

I went to an art exhibition in Hong Kong in 1996. My friend and I really loved the paintings and were commenting on them enthusiastically. The gallery owner overheard us and presented me with a signed copy of the artist's book as we left, for free. It was a small thing maybe, but it made me happy for a long time afterwards and I will always treasure the book.

SilverMachine Thu 26-Jan-12 19:20:30

What a lovely thread, some really heart warming stories here smile

I was living in Manchester years ago. I had only been there a couple of months and was due to view a room to let. I didn't really know my way around but the landlord had told me that the bus stop was near a library, so I stupidly decided to get the bus and just get off when I saw the library. Well, I missed the stop and ended up sat on the bus with no idea where I was. The bus stopped at the end of the route and the bus driver, realising I'd missed my stop, asked me where I was supposed to get off. I told him and he offered to drive the bus back to that bus stop, which was about 20 minutes away, even though it was the end of his shift. He also gave me a cigarette and let me stand at the front of the bus smoking, whilst telling me lots of interesting things about the area grin

foosty Thu 26-Jan-12 19:29:56

This thread is beautiful. pranma - your story made me a bit weepy. I hope you're better now.

I just remembered one of my own... when we lived in Germany I miscarried dc2 at 16 weeks. I was terribly distressed, as you can imagine. I was booked in for a d&c and had to go into to a German hospital to wait for the procedure. DH couldn't stay as dc1 was only about 2 and we had no idea how long it would all take, so i sent them off.

The nurse gave me a pessary to get things going. sad I was just lying in the bed, in a room on my own, weeping. I literally could not stop weeping. The nurse looking after me spoke very little English; she saw my distress and just came and sat at the side of my bed and took my hand in hers. She simply held my hand and looked me in the eye with such a sympathetic expression; I just lay there crying. It was awfully, awfully sad, but she was exactly what I needed. No words of 'comfort', no idle chit-chat, just quietness and peacefulness. I'll never forget her.

I know that's not exactly a random act of kindness, but it was so kind all the same.

KristinaM Thu 26-Jan-12 19:31:55

Militarywag-i am a cynical witch and NEVER cry at mumsnet but your post has me in tears. Hope your Dd Is well now

MissBetsyTrotwood Thu 26-Jan-12 19:33:13

When I was living in Manchester my friend (alone, female) was lost late at night. The bus driver (a Wall's bus - think they're out of business now) drove her all the way home, to her door on his way back to the depot. Aah. Something about Mancunian bus drivers eh? Maybe it was the same kindly lone wolf. grin

When I was on my way to the labour ward to give birth to DS2 I was staggering through the hospital, clearly in a lot of pain. I kept having to stop to vomit. DH was doing his best in an 'oh shit what do I do' sort of way. A lovely, tiny, rotund Turkish lady who must have been a visitor stopped and held my arm and hand and held me up pretty much all the way to the ward. I don't even know if I said thank you as I was being sick so much on arrival.

Misscatterpuss Thu 26-Jan-12 19:40:02

Wow restores your faith reading these.

Dp some how manged to reverse his car into a ditch. I was heavily pregnant at the time and we were standing at the road side trying to work out how we were going to get the car out. A man in a 4 x 4 pulled up and towed the car out. He wouldn't take any money for a drink just told dp to pay it forward. His wife told us he was secretly dying to use the new tow bar he'd had fitter a couple of weeks earlier.

pranma Thu 26-Jan-12 19:41:30

Thank you foosty I will never forget Bonnie. I passed the 5 year since dx in October,so far so good.

something2say Thu 26-Jan-12 19:42:38

I can remember also when I first got to Thailand on my first leg and my mozzie stuff just wasn't working, and I swell up with bites to massive hot mounds. sad Anyway I went into what looked like an apothecary, very hot and itchy and upset and realising what a long way from home I was and would be for a long time (beginning of trip.) Anyway this old motherly Thai woman took one look at my arms with these red mounds, and her face creased and she slung her towel over her shoulder and advanced on me, and felt the mounds, and tutted, and went off and came back with a little tub and applied it to me with a gentle fingertip again and again. It was only tiger balm but it cooled them right down and I still use it. I realised that there are lovely people everywhere and language is no barrier.

Catsu Thu 26-Jan-12 19:45:11

Ds1 fell off his scooter and cut his head badly outside a pub last year. I dashed in the pub to ask for something to clean him up and call a taxi to go to a&e and the pub manager instead drove dh and ds to the hospital himself immediately

BiscuitNibbler Thu 26-Jan-12 19:48:34

I was on my way to an exam in a town a couple of hundred miles from home. I'd stayed there the night before, and in the morning headed out for the exam centre, only to end up hopelessly lost.

The rising panic as time ticked by only made things worse and I drove into an MFI car park to see if someone could give me directions, forgetting that it was only 8am and nothing was open. I sat there in tears, no idea where I was let alone where I was going, when a member of staff arrived for work, came over to my car, listened to my tale of woe, ran off to the store and then came back saying she'd told them she was going to be late, and told me to follow her.

She drove ahead of me all the way to the exam centre, by some miracle getting me there in time, and I was so all over the place I didn't even say a proper thank you.

If that was you, thank you so much. I passed the exam all thanks to you. thanks

dollymixtures Thu 26-Jan-12 19:51:19

kellamity With actual people (rather than Telegraph bogeymen) he really was just incredibly generous. With time, advice, money, everything. Drove my mother mad grin

MischeviousMum Thu 26-Jan-12 19:55:03

An act of kindness from my dad that always makes me feel lovely:

I worked in an amusement arcade and had a 'lovely' uniform. Knee length polyester skirt and polyester blouse, tights and court shoes.

Whilst I was on a full day shift at work (no windows) it started to snow. Didn't realise how much it was snowing till my dad arrived 5 minutes before I was due to finish. He'd brought me some trousers and wellys coat hat gloves scarf so he could walk me home. All the buses had been stopped and the roads were too dangerous to drive on. I was a very lucky daughter that night!

fufulina Thu 26-Jan-12 19:55:32

Both wedding related:

1) The taxi back to the hotel for our first night was the one thing I hadn't bothered to organise (we got married in central London). Friends flagged down a black cab, and without our knowledge covered it in balloons and stuff. He must have been held up for half an hour while I made dramatic, drunken goodbyes. We got to the hotel (a £10 fare - after all that time waiting!) and he wouldn't accept a penny.

2) Morning of my wedding, had an Ocado delivery to feed the hoards getting ready at ours before the 2.30pm wedding. They didn't bring the bread. I said - Oh no - it's for the salmon! And the guy went away, went to the local sainsbury's and came back with a loaf for us. And wouldn't accept payment. Amazing.

I had just finished a 24 hour shift at a hostel and it was pouring with rain- I knew I did not have enough money for a taxi home, but was so shattered could not wait for bus- told the taxi driver how much money I had and could he stop when the meter was at that and I would walk the rest of the way. When the meter read that amount he turned it off and and drove me all the way home. Saved me a 10 minute walk in the rain.

A friend and I were on holiday in Dublin when we were 21, we were short of cash so took left over bread rolls from breakfast. An Australian man saw us and bought us a meal that night! He had daughters our age and said he hoped someone would do the same for us

justonemorethread Thu 26-Jan-12 20:01:14

We lived in Africa and just before coming back to England my cleaner's mum travelled on a bush taxi for a day and a half to thank me for giving her daughter a job.
She apologised because all she had to give me were some mangoes from her garden, which she had brought with her in a plastic bag.

I'm actually welling up thinking about it after all these years!!!

singarainbow Thu 26-Jan-12 20:02:02

I was about to get off the bus, with a buggy (complete with baby) and a toddler. I was struggling with the bags, the buggy & holding the toddlers hand. the bus driver. got out, took the toddler off the bus and held his hand at the bus stop until I had managed to get off. I almost cried, I was so grateful.

mumzy Thu 26-Jan-12 20:05:06

Going to Greenwich Park via the foot tunnel and lifts weren't working. Had toddler on bike and baby in pram. A lovely couple asked me if they could help then proceeded to carry both the bike and pram up some 80 steps for me. It's not often in London I encounter such thoughtful people and though it was a few years ago I still think about it when I encounter a twat I'm having a bad day

Helenagrace Thu 26-Jan-12 20:06:01

I was very pregnant with DS and DH was out at an evening meeting. It finished very late and on his way home he broke down 20 miles from home. I started having twinges and to be honest was panicking a bit. He rang the AA and explained the situation. They diverted the nearest patrol. The patrolman took the keys and arranged the recovery of the car whilst they got DH a taxi home. They wouldn't let us pay for the taxi and the control room staff rang me every 10 minutes to check if I needed anything. The patrolman even bought flowers when I'd had DS.

DH had the chance to pay it forward last year. There was a signalling problem on the London to Glasgow line and everyone was stuck at Birmingham international station. They were told the delay would be 2-4 hours. DH had decided to get a taxi to somewhere north of Birmingham so he could continue his journey. He found a taxi driver who would do it for £50. He rang me to say what was going on and it popped into my head to say "see if there's anyone else you can help". He looked along the platform and spotted a young couple with a very young baby. He approached them and they shared the taxi. He paid the extra for the driver to take them home. They'd been at the station for two hours and only had one spare nappy and one spare bottle of milk left. The young man cried when they got out of the taxi.

JumpJockey Thu 26-Jan-12 20:10:05

I cycle to work and there's a humpback bridge over the river as part of the cycle path, it's pretty steep and people often get off and walk. When I was about 7mo with dd2 I was cyc,ing in one morning and was halfway up the bridge and started flagging, it was clear I was about to grind to a halt when I felt a hand on my back and a chap cycling past helped push me to the top.

Just a very little thing, but it was such a knight in shining armour gesture!

archfiend Thu 26-Jan-12 20:11:50

A few years ago my DH was very ill and in hospital. I was at home after going to see him and my then boss who could be a bit of a grumpy bastard turned up at the house. I started talking about work, he promptly told me that he would make sure that everything was done, gave me a hug and a box of chocolates and went. A small thing but it meant a lot at the time.

I was also in a jewellers with my dd and mum who was getting something altered. Jeweller noticed dd looking at the shiny things just like her mother!, went into the back and came back with a little amethyst from his 'slightly foxed' box of stones and gave it to dd. So sweet!

It's always nice to be reminded that people are generally quite lovely. smile

Parsnippercy Thu 26-Jan-12 20:14:51

Not quite the same thing as it only happened today but a kid told me that she'd really enjoyed the lesson today, had never understood past tense etc but now did. Really made my day. Comments like that from self-conscious teenagers (who aren't angling for anything!) are rare as hen's teeth, and all the more precious. Was a random act of kindness in my world today.

overtheseatoskye Thu 26-Jan-12 20:17:28

My DS got stuck on the continent last year in that dreadful snow. He had to travel on a horrendous journey in the clothes he stood up in which took a few days. He lost his glasses and couldn't see. He even had his wallet stolen.

But a kind lady at Eurostar broke all the rules and arranged for a ticket to be at Gare du Nord for him (with me paying from the UK) and upgraded him to first class! He got the last train out of France for days.

stabiliser15 Thu 26-Jan-12 20:19:05

These are so nice and reminds me most people are kind. A bit teary at some of them though - MilitaryWAG I cried reading your post. Hope your DD is better.

carocaro Thu 26-Jan-12 20:20:51

When my Dad was in hospital and I was told the dreaded news that it was unlikely that he would recover and would die in the next few days, I went to the hospital chapel at Chelsea & Westminster Hospital (am not at all religous), it was empty and I just sobbed big lungfull snotty sobs, I then felt some arms around me, it was this little old lady. She said nothing and just held me, till my sobs had peaked and normalish breathing resumed, she kissed the top of my head and said I would be OK and left.

I really felt like she just glued me back together after being shattered. No idea who she was and I never thanked her. But it was the most touching moment ever from a total stranger I've experienced.

ProPerformer Thu 26-Jan-12 20:31:32

Cant actually believe that I have missed out the biggest random act(s) of kindness that have ever been shown to me so here goes..

When I was 10 years old my pet rabbit was stolen from her hutch, killed and chucked into someone's garden. A friend of ours called our local paper about it and it made front page news in our evening paper. Anyway during the next few weeks we got literally hundreds of phone calls and letters, both at home and via the paper offering me support and new rabbits. Was so lovely - when we did get a new rabbit from one of the people the paper did an article on that too and let us have a free photo.

Oh and with DS: the lovely lady in Wimpy who gave him a teddy to keep when he was upset, the lovely stallholders at the memrobillia fair on our annual holiday who give us free/heavily discounted stuff for DS and DS's keyworker while he was in toddlers at Nursary who opened the door to me once when I was in floods of tears. She put her arm round me and took me I to the staffroom for a chat and a cuppa - actually all the staff there really do seem to care for the whole family and not just the kids.

My choir friend who had only known me a month and randomly gave me a card and a teddy to wish me good luck with my GCSE's, my work collegue who risked getting herself in trouble to comfort me when I was having a meltdown...... Ok, I'll stop now but it just seems so nice to be able to post here to thank all these people even though they will probably never read this!

MistyGee Thu 26-Jan-12 20:33:59

carocaro that is lovely sad

A friend of mine who is a bus driver told me a story about this school age girl he says hi to who travels regularly on his route. He said she is "a bit of a big girl for her age".
Anyway one day she is on his bus sitting by the window and a load of schoolkids start banging on the glass next to her and shouting abuse, even taking pics of her through the window on their phones, generally being horrible about her looks/weight while she just sat there, head bowed.

My friend said he looked around and all the other passengers were ignoring the situation sad

So he got off the bus and shouted at them to clear off, telling them that when they are older they will look back at themselves and be ashamed. He then got back on and told the girl not to worry about idiots like that.
When she got off the bus she mumbled a shy thanks. I like to think she will always remember the grumpy bus driver sticking up for her smile

joshandjamie Thu 26-Jan-12 20:35:23

lovely to read these stories. My husband and I once drove across the Southern States of America. It was our last day, feeling a bit sad about leaving. We were driving down the Pacific Coast Highway, sun setting, beautiful views, windows down. We pulled up at a traffic light next to a van loaded with fresh strawberries. They smelled amazing and I said so to my husband. The man driving the van, smiled at me, got out of his van, went round the back, took off a box of strawberries and gave them to me. Then hopped in his van and drove off with a cheery smile and wave. It was a real God bless America moment. (and the strawberries were bloomin gorgeous)

BenderBendingRodriguez Thu 26-Jan-12 20:37:00

Helenagrace I am snuffling like a fool at your DH helping that family get home. I can imagine how vulnerable they felt with such a young baby - it must have meant the world to them at that moment.

aquashiv Thu 26-Jan-12 20:50:18

We hired a couple of bikes in Greece and took off the beaten track. After peddalling like biliie O for miles we finally stopped at a cafe and plonked ourself down on the welcoming veranda underneath a coca cola sign. It took quite a while for us to be served and unable to speak much Greek we pointed at the the coca cola sign. We had a conversation in the international language of smiling and pointing and everyone was very very friendly and smiley..
Finally, we asked for the bill to be met by a great deal of laughter and head shaking.
It transpired we had plonked ourselves on the varanda of someones house!!
They were so kind to us pair of ejits.

mellymooks Thu 26-Jan-12 20:51:59

Oh this thread is beautiful and moving me to tears!

When I was 17 and travelling back from the states on my own I had a day to wait in Seattle, I met a lovely guy who gave me a tour of the markets and got the four seasons hotel to look after my luggage and get me a taxi to the airport when it was time to go!

The woman who sat next to me on the train when my abusive marriage was ending and who I ended up pouring my heart out to, who told me I was doing the right thing and that it would all be ok.

The mechanic in NZ who gave us a brand new battery for our van while ours was on charge at his garage, we left and carried on touring for a few days and then went back to pick ours up, but for all he knew we could have just carried on driving with that lovely new battery and never come back.

The world is full of beautiful people.

GirlsInWhiteDresses Thu 26-Jan-12 20:56:20

During lunch, my not-quite-2 year old had a severe allergic reaction to her food while I was feeding the baby. She was screaming with the pain in her throat, her skin went blotchy and her lips swelled up; cue frantic drive to the local A&E hospital with a crying hungry baby and a very frightened toddler.

I'll never forget the people I met in the car park. I literally asked strangers for money for the machine - I had no change - and 2 or 3 sorted me out. Another lovely lady in her 30s/40s helped me carry the baby's rock-a-tot all the way into the A&E reception and ensured I was to be taken straight in. I meant to thank her via the local paper but never got around to it. blush

BandOMothers Thu 26-Jan-12 21:01:29

Oh girls that must have been AWFUL! Thank goodness for those people! I once had to take my DD who was 2 to A&E after she bunmped her head and that was stressful enough...I had my 7 year old with me too but the A&E people were lovely to me. People ARE nice arent they?

BumFunHun Thu 26-Jan-12 21:03:09

oh aqua - that is brilliant!

carocaro Thu 26-Jan-12 21:04:36

Oh and a lovely lady who helped me put ds1 aged 2 months in his car seat outside M&S at the Kew retail park, I was hot and sweaty, my boobs were leaking and I was crying as our flat sale had just fallen through for the 2nd time and I had just watched a mum, daughter and baby grand daughter having a lovely happy lunch together in the M&S cafe and I just missed and wanted to be with my Mum so much (were were selling the flat to be nearer to her). The lady was so kind and said something like 'don't worry, we've all been there and these car seats are a bugger to do up at the best of time!". My first taste that special club of mums who know, worth it's weight in weight in gold and platinum!!

topknob Thu 26-Jan-12 21:11:19

When ds 3 was in scbu we had to supply nappies, one day we were running short and the lady whos baby was next to ds (and was a lot more ill than ds) offered us the use of some of her daughters nappies..

When dd1 went missing, the lovely lady who helped us so much...turned out dd was hiding in the shop we had been in but the shop staff did nothing at all but this lovely lady saw how distressed I was and really helped.

brighthair Thu 26-Jan-12 21:11:35

The lovely neighbour who defrosts my car every single morning when it's frosty. If he knows I am on nights he does it in the evening too grin

Another one. My parents run a pub and had someone in that was getting sweary, drunk etc at lunchtime. Mum refused to serve him anymore and asked him to leave. The pathetic excuse for a man twisted my mums arm behind her back and shoved her into a wall. She is 62 and has a lack of mobility in one arm from a prev injury angry
A group of hooded young men pushed him off my mum and out the pub and helped her back inside. They saw him drive off - staggering drunk
Karma was when mum rang the police with his registration. Local paper reported he was charged with drink driving, driving with no insurance, speeding and no MOT gringrin

BandOMothers Thu 26-Jan-12 21:12:34

Thank you to all the Mums and Dads at DDs school who have scooped me up in the rain and driven me home so I don't have to wait for the bus! Lovely people.

brighthair Thu 26-Jan-12 21:13:55

Oh I don't know if the lady is on here?!
A woman burst into tears in my mum at the checkout in the supermarket. She was pregnant and just found out it was twins, and couldn't get hold of her partner to tell him. She was so excited and desperate to tell him, so she told my mum first instead. Mum made my dad pay for her shopping as a congratulations gift

HugeBowlofChips Thu 26-Jan-12 21:19:27

DD was 2 years old and throwing a major tantrum in the middle of town. She had runny poo all down her legs. She'd messed herself in town, and lost it as a consequence. She was too big to carry and urgently needed cleaning up.

A complete stranger took pity on me. She helped me carry daughter, poo and all, to the M&S toilet so I could get her into some clean things.

Thank you, Stranger. I hope you didn't catch the D&V that followed for the rest of us.

Emo76 Thu 26-Jan-12 21:27:53

Lovely lovely thread.

The nurse who said "we're so sorry for your loss" when I was hospitalised with a miscarriage. A small thing which meant an awful lot.

I once threw up and fainted outside Pizza Express at Bluewater, having left DH and DD1 in there when I began to feel strange (migraine). The kind people who were asking me if I was okay when I came round, went to fetch DH, gave me tissues to mop up and ran to get a glass of water.

Jojay Thu 26-Jan-12 21:27:55

To the nice man who lives in the bungalow opposite the park in our village.

Thank you so much for racing out of your house with an enormous umbrella when the heavens opened and I was doing battle with a raincover to keep the baby dry, while trying to persuade a 2 yo DS1 to put his coat back on. And thank you even more for holding the brolly over me while I accomplished these tasks, while getting soaked yourself.

You are a true gentleman grin

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Xanniiismypanda Thu 26-Jan-12 21:34:53

These are all such lovely gestures , I must live in a horrid town envy , Can't think of the slightest thing

whymummywhy Thu 26-Jan-12 21:35:45

I remember sitting feeding DS in town one day when he was about 6 weeks old. He was a high maintenance baby (difficult delivery, reflux, colic, etc) and I had been pretty ill. I was feeling really lonely and not sure whether I was any good at this mothering thing when I saw two mummies with older babies (about 10 months)...I couldn't imagine getting to that point...they just smiled and asked how old he was and said 'oh you look great and so organised, I couldn't even get out of a dressing gown at that stage...'. They were so kind and it meant so much at that time - really, really helped (he is 5.5 years now!). I always try to pay that one forward...

dementedma Thu 26-Jan-12 21:38:32

my 17 year old nephew decided to walk part of the West Highland Way last summer with two friends. After days of relentless rain, his friends bailed out but DN was determined to finish. Unfortunately his "friends" took the only lighter with them, leaving him unable to light his camp stove and have hot food. Freezing cold, hungry and soaked to the skin he plodded on, asking any other walkers he met if he could buy matches or a lighter from them. No luck. Eventually he met an older couple and asked them if they had a lighter. The man asked DN "Are you an honest man?" to which he replied "yes, sir, I am."
The man then threw him his car keys and said "My car is parked down the track. Sit in it and get warm and then take the lighter from the glove compartment.Just leave the keys in the car door pocket"

Firstly thanks to MmeLindor for a lovely thread. This really should be on a sort of annual repeat. I am bawling my eyes out.

I was 41+5 with DD when I ran out of petrol on the way to another prodding by yet another set of midwives. I waddled into a motorbike shop and they brought out a can of petrol for the car and wouldn't take any money. Dd and I took in beer and money a fortnight later, and they were sweetly proud of heir little part in her advent.

babyicebean Thu 26-Jan-12 21:43:08

The wonderful store manager in Next who when smallest child fell and spilt the back of his head open.She took us into the staff room chucked out all the staff who were on a break.carefully washed the blood from his hair to see the damage, taped a pad over it while filling in an accident book.She had one of the staff make me a cup of coffee while we waited for an ambulance.She gave me a bag with a new top for him, a new top for me as we were both covered in blood AND gave both DD's and DS a bar of chocolate to cheer them up.

I sent her a basket of flowers and chocolates as I had gone to peices when he did it.He had been told not to run and still havent worked out how he split the back of his head when he fell forwards.

The lovely tourists who found my wallet next to a park bench overlooking the sea in the town where I live (DS1 was little and I was very sleep deprived, I had given it to him to play with while I sat there drinking my large coffee, and he must have dropped it without me noticing), called the osteopath whose business card was in the wallet to get my phone number (they had my name from the bank cards), and then called me up and explained that they were going home that afternoon but had arranged for the wallet to be left at the B&B where they were staying. It really was above and beyond. The wallet was fairly empty, just had cards in it but very little cash, but has huge sentimental value for me.

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pranma Thu 26-Jan-12 21:53:26

Here's another.When we moved in to our house there were loads of problems with the drains which kept getting clogged up so the toilets wouldnt flush and poor dh had to go out and try to clear them through two manhole covers.He was over 70 and found it very difficult especially as I was ill.The third time our next door neighbour came out with rods and did the whole job which was so smelly and disgusting.He then pressure hosed our drains every week until we had it sorted-what a star-thanks Nick!

wickedwitchofwaterloo Thu 26-Jan-12 21:54:33

First thing that came to mind was the lovely Irish nurse who did my post MC pregnancy test at Hammersmith EPU, she told me that when I was pregnant again, to come straight back to them as soon as I found out so they could give me a scan to put my mind at rest and not to worry as they'd look after me.
It might be common practice, I don't know, but after losing what was a random natural pregnancy after severe OHSS from a IVF cycle I had to stop, it meant the absolute world to me.

teahouse Thu 26-Jan-12 22:01:07

I was away at a conference on my birthday and someone there bought me a cupcake and put a candle on it... I was really touched as it was the first birthday cake I'd had for years; single parent with boys so my birthday gets ignored ;o)

PastGrace Thu 26-Jan-12 22:02:14

I have a few...

I had a massive fight with my 'friend' in a bar (she'd got the wrong end of the stick and was screaming her head off at me blind drunk) - rather than retaliate I just walked out and burst into tears, hailing a taxi. He drove me home and then wiped the meter just as we got to my door.

I posted about this a while ago - I had a job interview and had to get the bus there. I didn't want to be checking my appearance just outside the interview site in case people so, saw I hid in the bus shelter and sorted my make up - I was so nervous I felt sick and thought it would distract me. A nice old man asked me what I was doing my make up for and I just blurted everything out about being nervous and he said "well I hope you get it - and you look a million dollars". I definitely didn't, but it was just what I needed to hear and it calmed me down. I got the job.

One on behalf of a friend - she was trying to get on the tube and her carrier bag split, sending her stuff everywhere. One man picked up all her things, another pulled her onto the tube before the doors shut, and once on the tube someone who had seen everything handed her a spare carrier bag so she didn't have an armful of stuff.

SanctiMOANious Thu 26-Jan-12 22:02:54

Aw, these are lovely.

A few months ago we took our 3 small DCs to London. On a quiet, sunny, very early morning in Trafalgar Square, before the crowds, our kids were having the best time playing on the edges of the fountains. They were engrossed for ages fishing out all the easy to reach coins and tossing them back. DH pointed out a nice old gent who passed by casually every now and then when they weren't looking and tossed some coins near the edge so their game could carry on.

Sarayu Thu 26-Jan-12 22:05:30

After a tough couple of years we are not in a very good financial position. Usually we are down to pennies at the end of the month. A lovely group of friends clubbed together and made me a hamper of food, cleaning products, treats for the children, bubble bath and a bottle of wine. I sobbed. Just to have some treats that I now consider 'luxury' was a real blessing.

Again, money related! My washing machine broke and there was no way for us to replace it. A beautiful friend gave me the money towards buying a new one, with no pressure to pay her back - ever. I do intend to pay her though. On the same night, people from my local church had clubbed together and put some money in a card (the words on the card made me sob) and told us to treat the family. The two acts together meant I could get my washing machine. I didn't even have enough money to use the laundrette and have 2 small children. I gave the leftover money to a friend who was struggling financially.

Random acts of kindness I have done:

Neighbours clearly had worse finances than us. They'd just had a baby so I bought a couple of packets of nappies. Left them on their back door step without a note.

An old man was in the queue in front of me at the supermarket. He had a basket with a few reduced tins in, a couple of 'value' items and big bag of worthers originals. He put his goods through and went to pay. I could see him counting out his pennies but he didnt have enough so asked the checkout assistant to take the worthers back. I paid for them and ran after him, told him I'd paid and just dropped them in his basket and ran back to my shopping. I felt awful to think he'd miss out on his little treat.

A young girl and her little boy had broken down in their car. I stayed with her until she'd got someone to recover the car and her dad picked them up. Let her use my phone whilst I kept her little boy warm and amused in my car. A small thing but I know how important that would've been to me in the same situation.

I do believe there are a lot of good people and always try to make a difference to someone fluffy

SanctiMOANious Thu 26-Jan-12 22:06:36

Oh, i forgot the best one: when I first moved to London I made the silly error of stepping onto one of the old fashioned double decker busses, with the platform at the back, which wasn't at an official stop. As I stepped on the bus pulled off and I clung onto the pole for dear life. I dropped my handbag and a carrier bag onto the road and watched them fade into the distance. And around the corner came this young guy in a car waving my things, and he followed the bus to the next stop and returned them to me.

PreHeatedOven Thu 26-Jan-12 22:10:15

When I was heavily pregnant we had queued up to get a bottle of water and an ice cream. It was busy outside and all the tables were taken.
As I waddled out a really kind older couple got up and offered us their table, which was lovely in itself. The gentleman then said they had waited especially for us to come out to ensure we got the table. Such a sweet gesture, poor man I burst into tears!

PastGrace Thu 26-Jan-12 22:15:06

Can I add in a few I've done? Not for any recognition, just because I still feel happy thinking about their reactions.

On a Eurostar there was a woman who spent the entire journey to Paris entertaining her 2 year old DD to keep from disturbing other passengers (including walking the length of the train repeatedly). In Paris is is a giant step to get from train to platform and she had her DD and two giant suitcases, so I offered her some help (meaning I would haul her cases off for her) and instead she said "oh thank you so much" and gave me her DD to hold. I had a lovely little snuggle.

Another time I was on the last Eurostar out of Paris during all the snow and there was an American woman who was trying to cram her pushchair into the (overflowing) luggage rack and she looked so stressed and said to nobody in particular "dammit, you pay $700 and you still get a piece of crap". I said slightly flippantly "it could be worse, you could have paid $800" and she burst out laughing and seemed to relax a bit.

Finally I reported saw a paramedic being abused by some strangers (she was refusing to treat a drunk man because he was lashing out - I was watching from my window) and they demanded all her details and said they would report her. I wrote her details down too and wrote to say that if the strangers complained it was totally unjustified and I was sorry I hadn't helped more at the time. I got a beautiful letter back that made my mum cry.

BandOMothers Thu 26-Jan-12 22:15:43

The beatiful nun who came to me in a museum where I was sitting...I was feeling very low at the time, my Dad had not long died and I was in a bad relationship..she chatted to me and asked me if I was Catholic and I burst out "No...I wasn't christened so I'm nothing." and she said

"Oh no...that only means you're everything!"

I never forgot that.

woowa Thu 26-Jan-12 22:21:18

When 8 wks pg with DC1 and very tired, in very very hot spain, got a puncture. DH is wheelchair user and so i would have had to change tyre and was on the verge of sobs, when a car pulled into the garage we'd stopped at, scottish couple got out saying they'd seen me pull off motorway and decided to follow, man changed tyre, wife consoled me, then they left. I won't ever forget that.

Also to the fire engine and crew who stopped, picked me and bike up off the floor and took me all the way home when I was a student in Nottingham! I had fallen off and dislocated my finger and in much pain when they happened to drive past. Thank you!

PastGrace Thu 26-Jan-12 22:22:18

Oh, sorry, I remembered some more (then I'll stop, I promise)

I was going to Paris (I lived there last year and everything fell apart) and had just said goodbye to my boyfriend at St Pancras. I burst into tears going through security and felt so small and alone and pathetic. A nice (French) security guard took me to one side and gave me a little pep talk, featuring the memorable line "ah, you are sad. You have said goodbye? Yes. But today is goodbye, soon it will be 'oh, you again. so soon'. You wait". He was right.

Now I think about it, all the Eurostar staff are lovely - I've never been upgraded, but I have often been taken out of the main security queue and through the first class one (just me, nobody else) because I've been sniffling quietly and security have taken pity on me.

Tolalola Thu 26-Jan-12 22:23:35

Years ago, the summer I finished my Bachelor's degree, I bought an inter-rail type ticket to travel around the US on the train by myself. After buying the ticket, I was very, very broke and had a scarily tight budget for the trip. I was in Washington DC, which had the reputation as quite a rough city.

I was standing on a pavement near the railway station, looking at a map and trying to work out if I could walk to the Capitol building, when a group of young guys jostled by. One of them asked if I was lost. I told him that I was just trying to work out if it was too far to walk, and he asked why I didn't get the bus. I said I didn't have the money, and he just stared at me then went off to catch up with his mates.

He stared around at me a couple of times and as the group of them crossed the road, I saw him talking to the others, and a few of them started looking back at me too. I began to feel quite nervous, and by the time they got in a huddle after they'd crossed the road and started talking (obviously about me), I was just thinking 'Oh shit!'.

Then the one I'd spoken too came running back across the road and just jammed the return bus fare into my hands without a word and ran off again. I sat there with my mouth open and was so touched and grateful that I felt like crying. I still think of those boys to this day and wish I'd got an address so I could have paid them back 100 times over.

TeamEdward Thu 26-Jan-12 22:26:48

I don't know if this really comes under "randon acts of kindness" but I've had a very hectic and stressy day at school today. But I was totally cheered up by one of my Year 1 class looking up at me and asking "How did you get to be so clever?"
grin

Lemonsole Thu 26-Jan-12 22:30:36

We ran from the house to the bus stop to catch the bus for DD's swimming lesson. She was four, and DS was 2. We had loads of gubbins with us, and somehow when we got on the bus I realised that we had managed to leave her swimming bag at home. "No problem!" said the driver - who drove the bus to our front door, stopped, and waited while I zoomed in to pick up her bag. Fab.

cfc Thu 26-Jan-12 22:34:44

Ah, the story about the nun reminded me of when I was in o'Hare airport, Chicago. I saw a nun carrying a heavy bag and asked her if i could help, she refused saying that it was heavy but balanced and strapped onto her back well. So we walked on, when we came to the escalator she hesitated so i took her hand. At the top she said she'd hated them ever since they were brought in and that God sent me to help her. Bless.

My husband gave up his business class seat for a lady who was travelling with her nursling from Singapore to UK.

When I'd been shafted over by someone at work I cried on the train home at the sheer unjustness of the situation. The guy next to me asked me about it and listened to ne moan. Turns out his younger brother had just died in the Nimrod crash that killed 12 men. And here was I going on about work, and he sympathising!

Last yearwe were going down to visit friends and take dd to see her dad. I decided to stay in a hotel the first night since my friend was an hours drive from my ex and i didnt see the point in arriving at my mates then driving an hour back to drop her off only to have to drive straight back down.

Anyway we arrived at the hotel and had arranged to meet some other friends near the hotel for dinner. By the time we got back the twins were tired and grumpy. A really nice woman who worked at the hotel came and offered to help get the children and bags into our room. The twins were both crying as she left and i was about to run them a bath. 5 mins later there was a knock at my door and it was the woman with room service including milk for the twins, hot chocolate for dd, a big pot of coffee and some lovely biscuits. We hadnt ordered any of that.
But she wasnt finished surprising me. She told me to sit down and relax (i had done a 6 hour drive then went out to dinner with 3 grumpy children) and she offered to bath them and help get them ready for bed. Turns out her twins were now 21 and she missed the bedtime routine. While we were chatting i asked her when she finished and she told me she had just clocked off just before i walked in but thought i looked like i could use a hand.

BigCC Thu 26-Jan-12 22:46:43

I was still in hospital with DD shortly after her birth as she was quite poorly - she was in NICU and I would walk down the corridor from the post-natal ward (two hundred steps there and back) to see her first thing. The lovely lady who brought the breakfast waited until I was back to make me hot tea every morning I was there.

lisad123 Thu 26-Jan-12 22:55:05

The lovely mnetter who sent dh a mp3 player to listen to when in isolation, and the lovely ones who have sent girls some stuff.

The person who dropped enough money to pay for 3 months carparking when dh was really sick

The lovely van company who collected dd1 piano completely free of charge and refused all money and then called to thank me for the biscuits and choclates!

The student nurse who sat by my bed all night when i was in a bad way, and then helped for the next 3 weeks while i was still in a bad way and looking after dd2!

jellybrain Thu 26-Jan-12 22:55:46

I've a few which i'd forgotten about.

1. thailand 1992-The young student who was staying at the same beach appartments as DH(Bf at time) and I and arrived with cakes, biscuits, fruit and coke having noticed we had run out of money and had been eating nothing but boiled rice for 3 days.

2. The male nurse who sat and chatted with me when I was in hospital with quinsy 'cos I burst into tears everytime I was put on the anti biotic drip.

3. The friend who arrived with a big saucepan of dahl when i got home.

4. The hotel receptionist who rang my room to check I was ok and sent up tea and biscuits when I turned up at a local Premier INN which I booked into in afit of snot and tears following a flounce from home after a row with DH.

5. The man who stopped and offered to drive me to work when I was surrounded by snarling dogs from a gypsy/traveller camp which was on the industrial estate i worked on. I didn't know waht was worse the dogs (and I quite like dogs normally) or getting into a car with a stranger.I opted for the strangers car and didn't really register when he dropped me off right outside myplace of work (only second day there). I ran in, in tears and didn't even thank him. I saw him later that morning he had come to check I was ok - he was the chief Exec. I thanked him profusely and appologised for my earlier rudeness - told me not to worry and welcomed me to the company.

EEK post is getting ridiculously long - have met lots of lovely people.grin heres wine and[flowers] for all of you.

lisad123 Thu 26-Jan-12 23:06:05

the 2 lovely older ladies who walked me home when i was sick outside the chemist when dd2 was 3 weeks old. They waited with me till my mum arrived too,

BandOMothers Thu 26-Jan-12 23:10:37

All the people who took turns to help my DH carry a double matress up to the 17th floor of the tower block we lived in pre marriage and DC....on every floor another person would come along and relieve the last! The lift was broken (again) and he had no choice! He had help all the way up from around ten different people!

lostinwales Thu 26-Jan-12 23:14:09

In the South of France last August, had driven there via Italy (as you do). It was a Sunday afternoon in a strongly Catholic area and DH went snorkling with the car keys in his pocket angry and oddly enough they had got lost in about 10m of water. My phone is in the car, all the money is in the car, for some bloody reason the spare car keys were in the car. I tried my best French but no one could help. In the end a lovely bloke heard me and came over, took DH with him to get a wire coat hanger from a nearby hotel (apparently he 'had some experience when I was younger'). It took him and two other blokes 2.5 hours to break back into the car for us, wouldn't let me just break the window. whilst their kids/wives waited patiently in 30 degree heat. I have no idea what we would have done otherwise as the camp site was too far away to walk. One of the men explained before he left that he was a Catholic and believed that if he did a good deed to us we would help someone else and eventually it would make its way round loads of people. Fantastic.

thebetachimp Thu 26-Jan-12 23:34:25

This is a lovely thread. Here's my story...

After a drunken, raucous night out with my friends, I was feeling very embarrassed, hungover and sorry for myself! Worst of all, I had stepped in broken glass and had loads of tiny shards of glass stuck in the soles of my feet. I tried to get them out myself, but just made the problem worse.

The previous week, I had been on one date with this shy, grumpy, funny guy that I'd vaguely known at school and he turned up unexpectedly to see if I wanted to go out for lunch.

I explained that I couldn't walk and showed him my feet and then promptly burst into tears. Without batting an eyelid, he went into the kitchen and filled a bowl up with hot water and produced (rather oddly now I think about it) a scalpel from his back pocket which he sterilised under boiling water. He then spent the next two hours carefully picking the broken glass out of the soles of my feet and bandaging my feet.

It was the kindest thing that anyone had done for me for years and I think I fell in love with him there and then.

(BTW we've been together ever since and got married last year).

Oh another for next.

The twins must have been about 5 or 6 weeks old and we went into next for a wee look. Both babies threw up at the same time and they were covered. It was a nice warm day so they only had on sleepsuits and they needed clean clothes. I was a bit skint but the manager saw it happen and came over and asked if he could help. I said looks like i need to find them both something very cheap to wear and asked if he could get me a packet of unisex babygrows (twins are b/g). He came back with a gorgeous dress and a pair of dungerees and a packet of vests. I told him it was just babygrows i was needing since i only had £15 with me. He told me not to worry about it and wouldnt take any money for them.

joshandjamie Thu 26-Jan-12 23:39:13

this thread just makes me want to go out and do good things for people

betachimp, while I was reading that I was hoping you ended up marrying him! Thanks for not disappointing me!

redrubyshoes Thu 26-Jan-12 23:51:35

I was once caught in a tropical storm in Vietnam (think of having buckets of water being thrown at you) and there were no taxis to be had. I took shelter under the awning of a shop and resolved to wait.

A young boy who worked there saw me and invited me in to wait there. All the staff seemed to be about 16-18 years old and the shop sold nothing but hairdryers (very apt) and footspas.

After a couple of minutes a taxi stopped outside and they all indicated I should get in it. I showed the taxi driver the card for the hotel I was staying in and he drove me to literally the other side of the city.

When I got out and tried to pay he refused. The kids in the shop had called the cab and paid my fare.

I tried to go back the next day to thank them but I couldn't find the shop again.

Lovely people.

Mspontipine Thu 26-Jan-12 23:56:34

Going into travel agents to buy my holiday money a few years ago (just before change to Euros) a chappy just leaving handed me a handful of pesetas and said here you have these I can't use them. Think there was about £20. How lovely smile

zookeeper Thu 26-Jan-12 23:59:43

the FOURTEEN people who stopped to offer help as I stood by the side of a country road with my three dcs in the rain when our car broke down.

zookeeper Fri 27-Jan-12 00:06:33

Years ago I miscarried our first child. I and my now ex dp got a bus from the hospital - it was a five mile or so ride to the centre of town and then we would have had to get off and walk or taxi fifteen minutes home. We just sat in numb silence with tears rolling down our faces. When the bus arrived in the centre the driver asked us where we lived and without another word closed the door of the bus and drove us to our door. Even now it makes me tearful to think of his kindness

Ghoulwithadragontattoo Fri 27-Jan-12 00:17:19

I actually think people can often be wonderful when something goes wrong. I recently saw a lady collapse in the street and had to call the ambulance for her. We were deluged with cars stopping and offering help. Her neighbours coming and taking her (empty) shopping trolley home for her and trying to contact her husband. I was forced to help as she collapsed in front of us but was amazing how prepared many people were to help.

PocPoc Fri 27-Jan-12 00:41:27

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RMPM Fri 27-Jan-12 01:06:04

When I was 5 months pregnant I was admitted into hospital for a week with a bowel obstruction. My consultant, Mr Duncan (chelsea and westminster hospital) came to see how I was on the Saturday morning. It was his day off work. I was so touched by his kindnes.

During a particular year, I passed out 4 times on the train. Each time, kind people carried me off the train. One lady insisted she had to walk me home to make sure I got back ok.

One kind young man who was visiting his mother helped me from outside kings cross. He carried my numerous bags whilst I pushed the buggy containing my son. He waited for me to print my tickets, find the platform and then even boarded the train to help with the luggage. I was so moved by his kindness. God bless him where ever he is.

blondieminx Fri 27-Jan-12 01:39:35

Love love love this thread grin

I love the Great Mummy Network - where one mum sees another having One of Those Moments and lends a hand.

I commute and was recently travelling home just before New Year and there was a very whiny little girl on the train with her mum. Other passengers were eyerolling. I popped over to ask if the little girl would like some chocolate buttons (emergency stash kept in handbag along with party size bubbles for DD!). It turned out the little girl was BURSTING for a wee poor kid - but the mum had big cases for them both, and didn't know that there was a toilet on the train. I explained where it was and said I'd stay with the cases till they came back. The little girl was a changed child, the mum was equally relieved and she thanked me.

I said it was nice to repay a Mummy favour as 2 weeks previously another mum had helped me mop up an exploding poo situation in the swimming pool changing room <boak at the memory emoticon> and was SO nice to me when I was all flustered and really needed another pair of hands!

Ozziegirly Fri 27-Jan-12 01:58:20

When DS was about 2 weeks old I was doing an emergency shop and was in that phase of just exhaustion. As I got him out of the car, a woman just stopped and said "WOW, he's SO gorgeous!" and I thought "Yes, he is" and it totally made my day.

Also, the group of newly released prisoners who escorted my friend and I off the Greyhound in NYC when we were 19 - saying "it's a rough area, we should know!"

spiderslegs Fri 27-Jan-12 02:37:32

In my nearly 40 years I have never had an act of random kindness bestowed upon me.

& that makes me sad - I clearly look evil or unapproachable - I have asked for help & it has been given, gladly, but I always have to ask.

& I always offer help, be it with bags, doors, change, letting people in the queue in front of me, shelf reaching, prams, I gave my chuffing lighter to a homeless bloke yesterday because I walking past & he was having trouble lighting his fag.

I don't beg for random acts of kindness. But they would be nice.

mathanxiety Fri 27-Jan-12 02:50:06

My old US colleagues who threw a surprise baby shower for me when I was expecting DD1 and very impoverished, and miles from home and relatives. They bought many essential items that I continued to use for four subsequent babies. We had a great afternoon party; people had baked all sorts of nice goodies -- people's mothers had baked all sorts of nice goodies, some had crocheted and knitted baby items for weeks. I remember them all very fondly.

Lovely, lovely people in uniform who directed me through Heathrow all the way from International Arrivals to Aer Lingus departures (a long old hike) when I was en route from another US city via NY and London to Dublin after my dad had a stroke, with 4 yo DD and 1 yo DS in tow and baggage enough for a month for us all. Especial thanks to the man who found an out of the way lift so I didn't have to choose between the children and the luggage on the escalator at one particularly fraught point.

A mum from a group I see occasionally for a night at someone's house to chat and relax who made me a cup of tea a good few years ago when the awful reality of life with exH was well and truly kicking in. I hadn't confided any of my troubles to her or to anyone else at that point but she offered to make me some tea and got together a tray, nice china, little jug of milk, and spoons to stir. It was the only kind thing anyone had done for me for ages.

My wonderful relatives who supported me in every way imaginable, and the DCs too, in the aftermath of my separation from exH.

SausageSmuggler Fri 27-Jan-12 03:03:51

Read this thread from beginning to end there really are some lovely people in the world.

I've had a few people give me their finished with car park tickets and when we had to rush DS to a&e last weekend someone gave DH change because he didn't have enough.

A few years ago I fell off my bike in front of a couple of 13-14 year old lads who, to my eternal gratitude, didn't laugh (at least not in front of me) and crossed over to my side of the road to find out if I was ok. Fortunately the only thing that was hurt was my pride. Actually I've found teenage boys to generally be lovely for little things like holding doors open for me and the pram and picking things up off the floor that DS has thrown. Also if I have to go into uni with DS in tow they let me go in front of them for the lift.

I worked briefly as a hospital domestic and always tried to do a bit extra. When I was getting lunch orders one day an elderly lady asked if she could have a sausage sandwich. I said I didn't know because it wasn't on the menu but I'd see. I managed to get a couple of sausages from the canteen and made her up the sandwich. When I gave it to her she was so happy and the lady in the bed next to her called me to one side and thanked me profusely because she'd been asking for days for one. Really made my day but I was gutted for her because after all that she couldn't really chew so had to leave most of it. Still I like to think it at least brightened her day a bit.

SausageSmuggler Fri 27-Jan-12 03:12:20

Oh and something that happened to my parents though the helper in question was one of their best friends, not a stranger. DF had been made redundant and they were really struggling money wise when the freezer broke DF had tried to defrost it and buggered it up. To try and save what little food was in there they asked the friend if they could store it at hers. When they managed to get a working freezer again the friend brought the food back but she'd filled the bags to overflowing with extra stuff for them. My mum tried to give her money but she denied she'd even put anything in the bags. Bless her.

shinny Fri 27-Jan-12 05:02:25

when my DD was about 6 we were on the way back from a party and the red balloon she was clutching sailed away and was driven over by a group of young lads in a car. She was wailing and crying as i had tried to get it back but then they squashed it. They drove round the roundabout to come back and wound down the window and were so apologetic! They looked mortified and it was so kind! My DD was distracted and was fine. So nice of them.

Also this summer in the pub carpark with 3 kids about to have lunch and no money for the carpark....a lovely guy gave me 2 quid and refused to let me pay him back...so nice of him. Tried to find him to give him the money after we'd had lunch but he'd gone.

And as a child on the underground, a guy saw me eyeballing his fruit pastilles and passed me 1 as he got off the train!

And all the people who gave up their seats on the train when I was pg, helped me when I faint and help me with luggage, buggies etc. There are some lovely Londoners out there. Great thread that keeps making me cry!!

HillyWallaby Fri 27-Jan-12 05:30:27

When my son was 15 he was on a train to London with a group of friends and he found a really expensive phone - much, much nicer than the crappy one he had. He could have kept it, got it unlocked etc, but he found the owner's number on the records and phoned him to tell him he was going to hand it in at lost property when he arrived in London. The man asked him for his name and phone number, which he gave.

A couple of days later we got a call from the man asking for our address, and he turned up on the doorstep from about 40 miles away and gave my son £50! We said 'that's too generous and completely unexpected, not necessary etc, etc,' and he said 'No, he absolutely must have it - this is a £300 phone and my life is on it, so it's not only about the phone's value but the inconvenience to me of losing my sim card and all the details would have been huge. Most kids would have kept it or sold it, but your son was honest.'

HillyWallaby Fri 27-Jan-12 05:31:43

Ok, I appreciate that that story was not a random act of kindness as such, but it was two acts, both kind!

Bobbish Fri 27-Jan-12 05:56:27

When i travelled between New Zealand and Uk last year with DD1 (3) and DD2 (5 months) I had so many acts of kindness. DD1 managed to go 22 hours without sleeping over the first leg, and was in a merry old mood by the time I got to Singapore. I had DD2 strapped to my front, a load of hand luggage falling off the tiny trolley and DD1 rolling around the floor of the airport. An American man came over to me and basically picked DD1 up and carried her into the transit hotel for me. I had been on the verge of breakdown by that point.

Also had people helping me lift my bags off the conveyor belt, take DD2 for cuddles on the plane so I could get organised and so many people told me they admired me for undertaking such a trip with no other adult, which gave me a boost.

No way am I ever doing it again though!

Abitwobblynow Fri 27-Jan-12 06:05:15

We were camping in the South of France and whilst we were lying on the beach, our car was broken into and everything - money, passports, traveller's cheques - was stolen. We didn't even have enough diesel in the tank to get back to the camp site. It was out of hours, we were stuck. No mobiles in them days.

We went to the police station, joined the queue (and there saw all the posters warning people about seasonal thieves! None in the actual town) to report our crime.

I started talking to the people behind us and we started swapping stories. When they heard our dilemma, when they left, they stuck a FF20 in my hand and refused to give their names and address. 20 francs was a lot in those days. It got us back to the camp site and back in the next day, to deal with NatWest and then to Nice where we could pick up money via bank transfer.

Whoever you were you Northern couple, you showed the best of British and I just want to tell you that I thank you by trying to pass it on. You really, really saved us that day.

DumSpiroSpero Fri 27-Jan-12 06:13:29

I've had a similar supermarket experience to you OP, although it was en elderly who winked at me and said 'Well done' when I'd finally manage to calm DD down!

Last weekend I left my car keys in the door and a couple of teenage boys knocked the door at about 8pm to let me know! blush smile

stabiliser15 Fri 27-Jan-12 08:46:05

Thought of a couple more.

When I was at uni and driving home, got a flat tyre and a car full of lads pulled up, I thought they were going to take the mickey as I may have cut them up just prior to having had to pull over and changed the tyre and waved me off.

When DH and I were in Turkey on holiday and I was about 8 weeks pregnant. Had a wave of nausea and was violently sick outside a gifty type shop on the main strip. I was embarrassed but literally couldnt get up for all the dry heaving afterwards so ended up sort of prostrate in my sick. The man whose shop it was came out and I thought he would be cross, thinking it was just Brits abroad and unable to hold their booze. But he just waved us into the shop and to a toilet so I could clear myself up. He also got me a bottle of water from the shop next door.

I made DH take his t-shirt off for me to wear and then sent him outside to clear up the sick which was outside the shop and probably preventing people from coming in. It had already been taken care of. Then the owner got a taxi to drive right up and take us to the hotel. It was so kind. We went back the next day and spent lots of money in his shop!

mitz Fri 27-Jan-12 08:51:04

8 months pregnant, one of the hottest weekends ever in August, with a 2 year old in the back and the car broke down. We're over 200 miles from home.

I call the AA. "I'm sorry but you didn't renew in June." Yikes!

Then woman on the phone said, but I'm sure you meant to, I'll send someone out.

The chap who comes, says - clutch is gone, there's nothing I can do at roadside and your membership is just for roadside.

Then he walks a little way away and gets on his phone.... comes back and says - it's ok I'll take you home...

200+ miles he towed us!

lesley33 Fri 27-Jan-12 09:25:25

When I had stopped at the side of the road with a flat tyre just trying to work out how to fix the jack. A young man stopped, asked if I wanted him to change the tyre and then quickly changed it in about 5 minutes.

I got a note through the door - a man had found my debit card on the floor by the cashpoint - I hadn't noticed it had gone! He had looked up my address in the phone book and promptly dropped it round my house. He said he hadn't returned it to the bank as he knew how long it would cause problems for me with the delay in reissuing it.

Went to buy some food in ASDA and when it went through the checkout I realised I didn't have enough money and needed to return something. The woman insisted I take it all and not to worry about the money. The thing is it wasn't like it was essentials like nappies and milk - it was nice food!

Went to a cafe and ordered a coffee and then realised I didn't have any money. I apologised profusely and said I had to nip out to the cashpoint. The woman insisted I had the drink first and then come back and pay afterwards.

wannaBe Fri 27-Jan-12 09:49:26

I once took a different way home and somehow managed to cross a road at a different point, by the time I realized I'd gone wrong I tried to retrace my steps but couldn't seem to find exactly where I'd crossed over. The area I lived in at the time was like a rabbit warren and once you get lost in there it was a nightmare. Anyway I didn't have a gps back then so I frantically wandered around the area in the hope I would make it back to the main road where I would know where I was. Eventually a woman came out of her house and I asked for directions back to the main road, she asked where I was going and said "Oh I'm going there anyway, jump in the car and I'll drive you." She didn't even have issue with putting the guide dog in the car. I was very grateful but a bit blush as I very rarely get lost.

The driver who stopped his car on one side of the road and waved down the traffic on my side so I could cross over.

After just having moved here I went into the bakery/cafe to get some rolls but me and ds stopped for a drink and a cake. When she said how much I offered my card and she said that they only take cash. As I didn't have any cash I said to ds that we'd come back another day instead, she said "Oh, you look honest, just pay next time you're in." I went in the next morning and paid.

I have one but it's not about me, it happened to a friend. I think about it quite often, actually.

My friend has 6 year old twin boys. She is a LP and has been since they were born (I have only known her a couple of years).
She says that the first few years of their lives were hell. She has no family close by and they were premature and poor sleepers.

One day when the boys were a few months old an older woman that she vaguely knew from a previous job turned up at the door with a present. She was so exhausted she burst in to tears at the door. Apparently the woman told her to sit down and she took over and looked after the boys and my friend had a sleep.

The woman then came at the following night at 6pm and bathed and put the boys to bed. She then came EVERY SINGLE DAY AT THE SAME TIME FOR 18 MONTHS shock. She would arrive at 6pm and leave at 8pm. Some times she never uttered a word she just walked in and took over.

My friend says this woman SAVED HER LIFE.

Some people are just quietly amazing.

Snapespeare Fri 27-Jan-12 09:56:55

the first year after Dp left me with three children aged 6, 2 & 1, I had just privately rented a flat. times were very tight. a colleague listened to me moan and then two days before christmas gave me a card. her and her sister (who I had met once!) gave me £100 each. Her mum, a pensioner, made me a christmas basket with treats in.

A couple stopped when I had a flat tyre (kids were all in the car, now aged 14, 10 & 9) the husband changed the tyre for me. smile ( I could have done it myself! honest!) Thank you Glasgow! smile

and to pay it back. was cycling up the mall at a quarter to six in the morning and spotted a woman lying by the side of the road. another cyclist had also stopped and looked a bit lost. She was having a fit. I called an ambulance, waited until they arrived and then cycled off into the sunrise. I also stopped when a cyclist had been knocked off his bike, he was in a lot of pain bt concious. I stayed until the ambulanmce came, held his hand, found out where his kids were in after-school care and phoned them to make sure they knew he wouldn't be picking them up on time.

it's important to do small things. smile it just makes things a bit better. smile

theressomethingaboutmarie Fri 27-Jan-12 10:14:00

I have a couple more (what a wonderful world we live in!).

We were in NY for the first time. We'd gone for dinner at a pizza place and had just ordered when we noticed that the place only took cash. DH went out to get some cash but there was some issue with the transatlantic link and our UK cards weren't working. The food arrived whilst he was still out and about looking for some cash. He came back after half an hour and we told the waiter what the issue was. He went away and two minutes later came back and said, "the boss said don't worry about it - enjoy your meal." We were pathetically grateful and handed him a travellers cheque as security for us returning with the cash the next morning (we did not know how travellers cheques worked blush). He then told us that he accepted travellers cheques and gave us our change. That was a meal well earned!

When I was shopping in town with DD aged 2, she had been fortunate enough to be given a balloon by someone doing promotions in the street. We went into a shop and took the lift to the second floor. I hadn't realised that when we got in the lift, I hadn't checked to see if the balloon was in too (it was on quite a long piece of string). When I realised that it hadn't made it in, the doors were already closed the lift moving. DD was distraught! We exited the lift and within a minute, a young man ran over to us with the balloon.

When I was about 7 months pregnant, I was using the Waterloo & City line as usual. It was super busy and I was being pushed and squashed when trying to get on the train. I stepped back as I wanted to protect my bump. A truly wonderful gentlemen stopped the crowd, put his hand behind my back and his arm to his side (so as to create space for me) to guide me onto the train. It was really thoughtful and welcome.

KateF Fri 27-Jan-12 10:27:31

I was at Great Ormond Street yesterday with dd3. It was a long day for her and we were almost the last ones left in the day unit by 4 o'clock. dd3 was getting a bit tearful about walking back to the station and a lovely dad and his daughter who we had been chatting to walked us downstairs, showed us the back way out and a short cut which knocked a bit off the walk. He had been waiting ages to see a doctor but remained charming and polite to the nurses the whole time. He and his daughter spoke Arabic to each other and his English was not fantastic so perhaps hadn't lived in the UK for a long time but his whole manner was such a contrast to the youngish British men on the train who let a little girl sit on the floor all the way into London that morning.

xxEms147xx Fri 27-Jan-12 10:29:36

My friend had her dog returned to her last night by a total stranger who had found it 20 miles from home over 5 months ago. The dog's chip had migrated so the stranger's vet hadn't been able to ID it. He finally located my friend by searching facebook for people missing dogs in Cornwall.

The children are over the moon.

Another one.

While travelling I was with a friend in Istanbul. We decided to travel on the tram but unfortunately it was rush hour and completely packed with Turkish men on the way to work. More and more men got on until I was flattened against the wall of the tram. Then the man closest to me began sexually assaulting me. He managed to get his fingers down my trousers and up my T-shirt. I felt completely trapped and my friend couldn't see what was happening.

I was just thinking "I bloody hate Turkish men - bloody perverts" when I caught the eye of an old Turkish man who was in a position to see what the other guy was going to me.

He started talking loudly in Turkish to all the other men in the carriage and they all started shouted and joining in. The next thing the door opened and my abuser was dragged by a big group of men and literally thrown out of the tram.

The old Turkish man said "I am so sorry that happened in my country"

OneMustflyOver Fri 27-Jan-12 10:49:35

Several years ago whilst a student nurse in Birmingham, I was returning from a late shift at a hospital on the other side of the city. It was my first shift there and I was on the bus. Suddenly the bus stopped and the driver made everyone get off, due to an apparent bomb scare, all roads through the centre had been shut off by police. We stopped in a pretty rough looking area (graffiti said 'welcome to the ghetto') and being new to the city I was completely lost, it was dark, my phone battery had died. Whilst on the verge of tears a lovely lady, who was much more street wise than me, walked a mile out of her way with me till I got to a road I recognised and could get home. I'll always be grateful to that strangers help.

PeppermintPasty Fri 27-Jan-12 10:56:51

The most recent one for me is that I was out with my 2 DC after having a huge row with my OH feeling thoroughly fed up and got at. We were sitting at a table in a garden centre cafe(oh the life I lead) having lunch and this very old lady sitting with her family kept looking over in a stern way. I thought she was silently judging me for something or other, but the children were in fact being very good.

She and her family got up to leave and she came over(on crutches!) She was a West Country lady and leaned in and said to me "Mind you be a good Mother". I said pardon as I thought she was telling me to be a good mother ie implying I was not!

She leaned in again and said "Mind, you'm be a good Mother. I've been watching you. Your babies are lovely and they're the way they are because of you. You are blessed".

Well, I cried! She was so lovely and she came just at the right moment. What a dear. 91 she was, with 14 grandchildren and 21 great grandchildren.

This sounds like a stealth boast but it's really not-they are right little terrors most of the time!

Plus it taught ME not to be so judgmental. I had been ready to get all defensive with her.

CelticPromise Fri 27-Jan-12 11:49:05

I have two that I can think of. A few weeks back I went into London with DS. On the way back there was a problem with the train and we got chucked off at a random station. The buses were all packed and I had DS, bags and a big buggy that is def not bus friendly. As a bus arrived a woman scooped up DS for me and held him for a good 15 mins (standing room only) so I could collapse the buggy and hold it and all my stuff. She was fab. Unlike the posh family at the other end who watched me throwing bits of buggy and bags off while holding DS and didn't lift a finger to help.

Also, when DS was born very tiny and premature, I could not be with him as I was off my face after CS. One of the docs pulled up a chair at his incubator and sat with him all night keeping an eye. I will always be grateful- not only did he get great care, but he wasn't alone on the first night of his life.

Lovely thread.

TheRhubarb Fri 27-Jan-12 11:54:17

As a shy, emotionally abused teenager I was being bullied on my way to and from school every single day.

Lots of people witnessed the bullying but no-one ever did anything. One day I was walking past a bus shelter with around 5 people waiting. The bullies came out of a passageway and stopped right in front of me and started hitting me. A young lad (in his 20s) intervened. He got up and told them to leave me alone, then he came up to me and asked if I was alright. Up until then no-one gave a shit. I started crying and just ran home.

Even now, if a stranger asks me if I'm ok, I feel like crying.

It's just that thing that somebody actually does care. I always stop and help people myself now. I know how much it means.

I was flying to Johannesburg but with a change of planes in Harare (Zimbabwe). Did not have more than £10 cash on me as I was planning to get SA rands there.

At Harare airport arrivals I was told that I needed a "transit visa" even though I was literally walking straight onto another plane and not leaving the airport. The visa cost US$50 and had to be paid in cash. I only had the £10, and my credit and debit cards. I explained that I did not have enough cash and two large men then appeared holding machine guns and stood near me. I asked if there was a cash machine I could use and they said no, the only cash machine in the airport was broken. I asked what they expected me to do as I clearly could not live the rest of my life in the arrivals hall and I did not have $50 in cash. They just shrugged and wriggled their guns. I was in tears by this time and getting pretty scared.

The lady behind me in the queue then tapped me on the shoulder and handed me some cash. I have never been so relieved! (of course I took her bank details and by that afternoon I had transferred the money into her account).

(I did complain to British Airways lter that they should warn passengers about this and that you are going to need some cash if you change in Harare. They just said it was my "responsibility to ensure that I knew about visa requirements in the countried I was visiting". I thought this pretty unhelpful, very much in contrast to the nice helpful lady from the plane).

AlmaMartyr Fri 27-Jan-12 12:54:48

Fab thread.

When my DD was days away from her first birthday she fell off the coffee table at home and split her head open on the fireplace. Blood spurting out from her forehead everywhere. I just picked her up, grabbed my bag and starting running to the nearby Minor Injuries Unit (very close to us). By this point we were both covered in blood but I was pretty unfit and struggling. Some young man jumped out of his car, took her off me and ran the rest of the way with her. He then pressed the emergency call button in the place and helped hand her over to a nurse before disappearing before I could thank him. It was so kind and meant the world to me. DD was fine and a couple of nurses glued her head up. As soon as she was OK, I felt really faint from the shock and panic. They told me to lie down, got me a cup of tea and let me stay in the room until DH was home and could come to collect us both. It wasn't a long wait but I really appreciated it.

Lots of lovely people have helped me with the buggy over the years. DD when older was having a tantrum in the centre of town. I had baby DS in a buggy and was trying to hold on to DD to stop her running off (and into a road) while she flailed and wailed, kicking me, the works. I was feeling terrible and another mum stopped, asked if I needed any help and then told me that everyone's been there and smiled at me. Thank you!

We've had special cuddly toys returned to us on numerous occasions as well, I'm always moved to see how kind people are with a child's loved toy.

I love doing little things when I can, it can be appreciated so much.

kitstwins Fri 27-Jan-12 12:58:59

The day my twins were born. It had been a shocker - massive bleeding, awake all night, nil-by-mouth and then emergency c section under GA followed by further epic bleeding. I was lying in HDU feeling as if I was dying, retching from a bad reaction to the morphine and feeling as if my stomach would tear open with every heave. I knew if I had a dry cracker or something it would help with the nausea but we had no food with us as we weren't prepared for any of it. I was getting pretty desperate with the sickness as it was just rising and rising and the heaving and retching was just agony.

The midwives said the kitchen was shut (it was 4pm) at which point I started to cry (hormones. Long night...) until a man's voice floated over the curtain and said "I have some bread. I have to pray over it first". It was a Jewish guy whose wife had given birth to a little boy at 26 weeks that morning. He sang over the bread, blessing it, and gave it to me. It was honestly the best thing I have ever tasted. Their little boy died two days later and, lovely Jewish couple at Queen Charlottes October 2006, in the unlikely event that you are reading this, I think about your little boy on his (and my daughters') birthday. My twins know all about the kind man who gave me bread on the day of their birth when I was so ill.

TheRhubarb Fri 27-Jan-12 13:26:19

kitstwins, I don't often cry at posts. But I am doing now.

BumFunHun Fri 27-Jan-12 13:34:19

Me too rhubarb

BlackSwan Fri 27-Jan-12 13:39:46

Very moving.

schobe Fri 27-Jan-12 13:40:18

I was at my grandma's funeral this week - she was 91. I love(d) her but, in all honesty, she could be a difficult lady. She was a tad negative about things and could be somewhat critical.

Well, despite her advanced age, all these people turned up at the funeral. There were many tales of how she helped people in the community. Looked after endless children, cleaned people's houses, ran errands for them, got shopping. Some of the things she did every day for years, a bit like the lady who helped with the twins earlier in the thread. She also did tons of voluntary work usually involving children and babies.

I knew about some of it, but the scale of what she did was quite a surprise. It was very moving.

I think that the greatest kindness can come from the most unexpected people. It is so important not to judge people on what they have to offer by way of social niceties and how smiley they are. People like this often just want to do it quietly without fanfare, preferably anonymously and without fuss.

sherbetpips Fri 27-Jan-12 13:48:08

When I was unknowingly preggers with DS I was sitting on the M6 in a big long traffic jam when I suddenly started having a heavy nosebleed. I didn't have a single tissue in the car and was just panicking. Suddenly there was a knock on my window and a gentleman was standing there with a box of tissues for me and wet wipes to tidy me up. Very grateful.
I also had a bad/good experience in Asda. DS had an exploding poo that was literally dribbling out of his tiny shoes. The Asda staff gave me one tiny little wet wipe whilst my husband ran around the store to get supplies. The lady who was also in the baby changing room looked at me in disgust, packed her daughter up and walked out. Seconds later another woman walked in and immediately got out nappy bags and wipes and helped me get my DS and the room clean and tidy again without me even asking.
My FIL was also the type to do good deeds. He saw a couple struggling with their car on the main road. He went over to see if they were okay, they were canadian tourists and the car that there 'house swap' had given them had broken down. He towed them back to the garage he owned where they found the car was not immediately repairable. He gave them one of the pool cars so that they could complete there journey to the wedding they were attending and had travelled over for (they were travelling on to Buxton). He told them to let him know where they were leaving it and post the keys back. He also arranged for the swap car to be fixed and returned to the house. The keys were posted back as promised. He never asked for a penny but a month or so later a cheque arrived along with a huge bunch of flowers for my MIL and an invite to stay with them in Canada at their expense. Sadly my FIL died a year or so later from cancer so never got to take the trip.
The church and outside were filled to capcity with people who he had helped in life and who were so grateful to have know him.

BlackSwan Fri 27-Jan-12 13:53:48

I knew I had one...here it is.

I had a wonderful cat, sweet gentle little thing - he went missing one night and didn't come back. We looked and looked. He had been chipped & I thought if anything bad happened I would surely receive a call. A neighbour told me they saw a sign up on a light pole about a cat which had been involved in an accident. It said he had been taken to an animal hospital. I called, but was told though my cat had been seen by the vet, it was out of hours and they couldn't tell me any information about him. He was apparently scanned for a chip, but no chip found, so they hadn't contacted me. I was confused and so angry that they wouldn't tell me if he was ok or not.

The next day I found out he had been taken into the hospital by a man who accidentally hit him with his car. He died. I got the number of the gentleman who took him to the vet. I spoke with him & he told me what had happened. I was so sad to lose my wonderful cat, but so grateful that this man was so kind to take him, in the middle of the night, to get help and I was so glad he was not alone in the gutter when he died. There's always a right and wrong way to deal with a bad accident & I was thankful for the care he took of my beautiful puss.

sherbetpips Fri 27-Jan-12 13:57:04

My best friend also has her midwife to thank for her sons life. Not unusual you might think but when her waters broke the midwife slipped on them and broke her arm. The baby's heartbeat had been very irratic up until that point and the labour was progressing very quickly. The midwife refused to leave my friends side until the consultant came as she knew something was seriously wrong although it was likely she would give birth shortly. She did not know what was causing the problem but as the labour progressed the problem got worse but still she demanded a consultant see my friend and that she not be allowed to continue with a natural labour.
When the consultant came they argued the point and my friend was taken into surgery.
As it turned out her son had no chest bone or clavicles. Every contraction was basically crushing his heart and lungs hence his distress. Babis with this condition die during the birth as they often labour quickly and travel easily down the birth canal (due to the lack of shoulder width).
Had this angel of a midwife not been there, he wouldnt be here now. Only one other child has survived with this condition in the UK and the only reason she survived is because it was a planned c-section.

Love this thread, too many lovely stories to mention each one but they have really helped me to remember the good in the world.

I'm going to add one more, the lovely lady in the garden centre cafe with her grandaughter this lunchtime who stayed with distraught DS1 and baby DS2 when DS1 peed himself in the play corner blush, while I ran to the car to get him a change of clothes, By the time I returned she had calmed DS1 down, then she sat with DS2 while I took DS1 to the toilets to sort him out. I hope she realises how much easier she made it for me and DS1 - night and day compared to dragging toddler and baby across car park, both to toilets etc. It was just really kind and helpful.

DCgirl Fri 27-Jan-12 14:05:37

This is a good thread.

Random acts of kindness:

The time, during a very low point in my life, I got stranded in a strange city (had gone there to try to persuade an ex-boyfriend to get back with me - majorly sad, I know) and a total stranger offered me a bed for the night, he didn't come on to me or anything, he just found me crying in the street and was kind (he gave me his bed to sleep in whilst he slept on the sofa).

Then the time the following morning when I didn't have enough money for the coach home (had been too embarrassed to ask Lovely Guy coz he'd already done enough) and I approached two young girls in the bus station and asked if they could give me a few quid and they said yes.

DrWispalove Fri 27-Jan-12 14:07:17

On my way to uni for first day, Plymouth to Newcastle, conductor says my ticket my dad had bought was invalid for that day. Had to pay him my rent money for new ticket. Arrived at station late, no taxis left. Taxi came and I just cried so much. Set off for Halls. he pulled in at a garage and came back with tissues and a huge bar of chocolate. when we arrived at halls he grabbed the first lad he could and said, "look after this girl, she has had a rough day". I am still friends with that student today 15 years later. And, he still looks out for me.

mamandeouisti Fri 27-Jan-12 14:10:03

I have cried my way through several of these and laughed alot at the Croydon teenagers story. It's not often you find the time to read a thread from beginning to end...but it was worth it.

Annakin31 Fri 27-Jan-12 14:15:58

Message withdrawn at poster's request.

MissM Fri 27-Jan-12 14:29:40

Kitstwins your story is incredibly moving. It reminded me of the night I'd had DS by c-section and was exhausted and in a lot of pain. DS had been feeding almost exhaustively and was finally asleep so I was dozing. He woke up again crying and I physically could not push myself upright to pick him up. I was in so much pain and had absolutely no strength. I couldn't reach the button to call the nurse either. An orthodox Jewish woman on the opposite side of the ward who had her baby a few hours earlier, struggled out of bed, shuffled over to me, picked up DS and handed him to me. Then she waited till he'd fed and put him back in the cot.

JulesJules Fri 27-Jan-12 14:30:29

Oh Kitstwins. That story has made me properly cry.

Gillybobs Fri 27-Jan-12 14:42:49

My DS1 had to be resuscitated 5 times during his first 3 days and spent time in special care. By the time I got him back up to the ward with me I was a nervous wreck, unable to sleep, terrified to take my eyes off him, completely convinced Id lose him at any minute. Most of the midwifes were clearly irritated by my irrational behaviour, floor pacing and constant questioning "Is he OK?" One lovely midwife took time to sit with me and tell me "He's going to be fine. You are going to have to put your faith in God that he is going to be fine". For some reason I believed her. I honestly think Id have gone completely insane without her wise words. I wish she could see what a handsome strapping 13yo he is now. I think about her often.

Thanks to everyone for sharing.

There are indeed some lovely stories and some lovely people on this thread. Funnily enough I was thinking about this this morning and wondering how I could ever thank the couple concerned - maybe they'll read this?

The Easter holidays before last I took my 3 DC to the play park and 7 year old DS managed to break his leg on the seesaw. As he lay on the ground screaming with pain in a packed park not a single other parent came over to help or even to keep their children away from DS (one girl actually jumped over his leg as he lay there) except one couple who came over, she rocked DS2 in the pushchair and talked to me, offering help etc and he ran out of the park to flag down the ambulance as it arrived and direct them over to us. I was completely panicking and their calm help made such a difference. Thank you.

PeppermintPasty Fri 27-Jan-12 14:55:42

I also want to pay tribute to a midwife who helped me decide what to do when I found I was pregnant(unplanned) with my DS. I was in a right flap about what would be for the best-having the baby or not having the baby. I couldn't think straight, had no support from my family (nearly all mad), miles away from them anyway, and I'd split with the dad in the most extreme circumstances.

In my bruised brain I thought if I could go onto a maternity ward and just look at babies(I know, I sound mad too and in a way I was), I would have a revelatory moment and know what to do!

I went to my local hospital and explained myself to this midwife. Even though I must've seemed bats, she sat me down, got me a cuppa and a biscuit, while gently explaining that I couldn't just "go and look at some babies". She sat with me while they called security for more than an hour, never judged me, never told me what to do, just listened. She was amazing. Talk about beyond the call of duty.

Some weeks later I had a scan in the same hospital. I took a big bunch of flowers with me and they found her for me(I only knew her first name). She didn't think she'd done anything extraordinary, but she did. I was at my very lowest and without her kindness, I might not now have my beautiful darling son.

God I do sound mad. blush

We were on an 11hr flight to Singapore when without warning ds threw up everywhere. The flight attendant cleaned everything up, then brought ds a blanket while she handwashed his clothes and put them over a warm part of the plane near the doors. Then she brought me a cup of tea and ds and dd some aeroplane toys to play with.

All this with the nicest smile and sweetest temper that made all the difference.

Abitwobblynow Fri 27-Jan-12 15:14:07

kitstwins wow... (sob) Please write a letter to the Jewish Chronicle and tell them your story. It would mean so much, and they would get to hear of it.

Abitwobblynow Fri 27-Jan-12 15:15:15

Peppermint.... sniff

Snowbeetle Fri 27-Jan-12 15:48:24

I was a yoof backpacking round Oz when my accommodation fell through on New Years eve. I was stuck in Sydney with nowhere to stay on the busiest night of the year. I walked round every hostel in the city and called everyone I knew for a floor to crash on, to no avail.
I was prepared to walk to airport and sleep on my rucksack all night in waiting room when young bloke behind me at phone booth offered help.
He took me to his house with all his friends where I got dressed up and taken out for FAB new years at rooftop nightclub with midnight view of new years fireworks as only Sudney can do over the bridge (ticket only event - he had a spare worth lots of dollars!). To cap it off I was included with all his friends, given a place to stay for that night and the next. I couldn't have had a better time with nicer people. Talk about from Hell to Heaven!

BabyGiraffes Fri 27-Jan-12 16:24:17

This thread has made me shed quite a few tears...
Had a random act of kindness myself just now. Came back from yet another job interview feeling pretty deflated (I'm perfect on paper but lose my confidence in an interview situation). Went to Marks for chocolate (medicinal purpose!) and an older woman beamed at me and told me I was 'beautifully tall' and that she'd always wanted to be tall like me. Made me smile for ages and I suddenly felt so much better. Who cares about jobs, I am tall, me! grin

stabiliser15 Fri 27-Jan-12 16:34:10

I was two weeks overdue and went into hospital to be induced. Within a few minutes of having the pessary, DD became very distressed and her heartrate plummeted and there was a flurry of activity. I had an anaesthetist in one ear and the obstetrician in the other ear and several midwives in the room/between my legs etc. There was a lot of information to take in and it was obvious it was being treated as an emergency.

I was trying really hard not to be a baby, but I was frightened and started to do the silent weeping yet trying-not-yo-thing. One kind midwife kept coming back to give my hand a squeeze, every minute or so. She was the one that confirmed to the consultant that the slow heartbeat was definitely DD's, not mine, and once the decision had been made that I needed a EMCS, she came with us into theatre and in between doing her job, she kept coming back to squeeze my hand and I felt so cared for.

Another midwife found me on my second night in hospital, weeping in the dark in the canteen. I'd gone in there after not wanting to draw attention to my tears in the ward where I was with other new mums. I didnt realise at the time, but was on a massive drugs come down after the GA and having stopped the morphine that morning, but just felt so massively incapable and alone. She was so kind and spent about an hour helping me BF DD. She then took DD for an hour so I could have a rest. I never got her name, but to both Stephanie and the unnamed midwife in Exeter, thank you so much.

ProPerformer Fri 27-Jan-12 17:08:32

Ok ok I know I said I wouldn't post any more but....

The midwives at the hospital when I had DC. I had to be kept in for an emergency blood transfusion overnight after spending 3 days on the ward and was petrified. Even though I was there as an NHS patient they found a spare private room for me for that night so that DH could stay with me.

And one that went both ways:
On holiday last year DH, DS (who was 2 1/2 at the time) and me went to visit Pooles Cavern. We weren't sure how DS would behave on the tour, but we needn't have worried, he was fantastic listening to the guide and asking questions and even answered one too ("What does this stone look like?" "An eye.") He did wander and chatter a bit, but was very good. Anyway, at the end of the tour DS spontaneously ran over to the guide and said "Thank you".
When we got back to the giftshop the guide came over to me to ask if it would be ok for him to give DS one of the bouncy balls he had seen him eyeing up before the tour as it had made his day having such a polite and attentive child on the tour! It was only a little 50p thing but was such a lovely gesture and DS couldn't wait to show his grandparents what he got and tell them why he got it. A good lesson for him that kindness comes back!!

Blatherskite Fri 27-Jan-12 17:09:10

My MIL is a respite carer and has become very attached to one little girl she helps who got strep B at birth and is now quite severely brain damaged and life limited.

One day a few weeks ago, her parents laptop - which contains all of their photos of this precious little girl - died and it looked like they'd lost everything.

DH got his Mum to bring it over and he fixed it for them saving everything.

I'm so proud of him.

notcitrus Fri 27-Jan-12 17:17:08

A particularly random one:
I was walking home with ds across the bottom of the park, hugely stressed with a 6-week-old, breast thrush, no sleep, no roof, etc.
On a bench was a white envelope which said 'For You'

So I sat down and opened it. There was a handwritten note which said something like 'You are wonderful. Have a little treat, like a cup of tea and a bun. Random acts of kindness make the world a better place.' And £2.50.

I didn't need the money but it cheered me up no end - eventually resealed it and put it on another park bench for someone else.

All the people who've ever been on a bus or train or in a confined space and helped entertain my toddler. Actually, what really comes to mind are all the admin and medical and similar staff who have fought their computer systems to help me get what I need at the time. GP and hospital receptionists get a bad press but so many of them have really helped me through hard times.

PotPourri Fri 27-Jan-12 17:26:45

I lost control on a corner due to a flat tyre (that hadn't materialised til the corner), and crashed into a hedge, with my 2 children in the back, and one in my big fat belly. The woman took me in, called the recovery, made me sweet tea, gave the children a drink and snack, called the childminder to come and collect the kids and then chatted to me about things to take my mind off it all. I will remember that kindness forever.

In fact, the other night, as I arrived home I saw 2 cars just outside my house. I thought they had crashed so went down and offered for them to come into my house to sort things out and get a cup of tea. Turned out it was a flat tyre, not a crash. But the people we so grateful and even said before they left that they would never forget the kindness. I'd like to think I would have been so kind anyway, but the fact it had happened to me before probably did have an impact on how I dealt with seeing a similar thing.

Pay it forward. They'll go and do something nice for someone else on the back of that - how cool is that!

Vickles Fri 27-Jan-12 17:37:44

I was 11 years old when my father died and I went to live with my much older sister, who had 2 small children. (Our mother had died when I was 6yrs, so we were on our own.)
My darling sister used to struggle with the kids to drive me to the bus stop across town, so I could catch the bus to my school, blooming miles away.... Until, her neighbour, this lovely older man.... saw her struggling every morning, and kindly offered to drive me to the bus stop - as he said it was on his way to work.After much persuasion, she agreed.
And, he took me every morning for about 3 months... and we realised that near the end (before I moved schools) - that the bus stop was actually in the opposite direction of his work - and he would go back home after dropping me off... then, back on his way to his place of work.

CelticPromise Fri 27-Jan-12 17:54:27

I forgot one- the midwife who, when I was admitted with pregnancy complications, was so very kind and really listened to me and when things started to go wrong, got me transferred to a hospital with a level 3 NICU and came with me in the ambulance. She was magic. I tried to send her a card but the ward said they had no one of that name, she must have been agency staff. She went the extra mile for me on and made a huge difference to one of the most difficult nights of my life.

My best friend was in London for work and had her wallet stolen from her handbag as she got into her taxi for the train station. She realised on the way and burst out crying- the wallet had everything in it, all her money and even her train ticket in it. The cabbie drove her straight to the police station so she could report it, and waited for her so he could drive her to the station (the police had arranged for her to be able get the train anyway). He parked up and walked her to her train to make sure she was OK, then pressed a £20 note into her hand, refusing to give his name and address so she could pay it back. He told her to pay it forward...

Bartiimaeus Fri 27-Jan-12 18:54:58

This is one I did but am only just realising now I'm a mum how much I actually helped.

As a teenager I worked in a campsite in the south of France. One evening a British family's tent got broken into and their DS's rucksack stolen. The rucksack contained his hearing aid sad. They'd found some bits and pieces from the bag thrown away but couldn't find the hearing aid. They were so upset they were chucking in the holiday early and going home.

I spent the next two days ringing around the nearby campsites and getting them to search their grounds. Eventually the bag was found with the hearing aid still inside! I pestered our security guards to go and collect it then I rang the family to let them know it'd been found and posted the hearing aid to them. I got a lovely thank you card smile

MadameOvary Fri 27-Jan-12 19:18:12

The taxi driver who took me home late at night when I said I had no money. I'd said he could come to the shop the next day to get it but he said he had a daughter my age and it was ok.
The bus driver who let me on with DD in her buggy even though there was already one on.
The helpful lady who sat with me at a bus stop when I felt faint (I was about 8mo pg) and called a taxi for me.
The fab checkout operator in M&S who asked if we had a £5 voucher as I'd spent over £25- then gave us it anyway.
Loads more but they escape me for now.
I always try to be kind to people, because I believe it creates a ripple effect (am not catholic and I know it sounds a bit "woo")

racingheart Fri 27-Jan-12 19:49:00

Kitstwins, that's made me cry too.

Once I dropped my purse as I was getting into the car. We lived in central London, so when I realised, I thought there wasn't much hope of getting it back. But when I got home there was a call from the police. it had been handed in. When I went to pick it up the police man gave me the address of the person who'd handed it in and said please do visit to say thanks. there was something about the way he said it. I did. (I would have anyway.)
It had been handed in by a teenager from a really rough housing estate. Absolutely every penny was still in the purse. Apparently his mates had egged him on to keep it but he said no, it might belong to someone who really needed it. There was nothing in the flat he lived in. Nothing at all. No furniture, no carpets on the walls. It was bare. I tried to give him money but he refused. I tried to give some to his mum, who didn't speak english but she refused. In the end I persuaded him to accept a tenner. Still think of him today.

Snapespeare Fri 27-Jan-12 20:02:00

Cabbies and midwives! Mn salutes you! My daughters middle name is for the midwife who worked on after her shift to see me through my first 36 hour labour. Thank you mhairi from the queen mums in Glasgow 1995. smile

I do love this thread. I think we should all. Where we can, leave envelopes on park benches with a couple of quid & a wee note. That could be the new mumsnet thing...

MadameOvary Fri 27-Jan-12 20:02:29

Oh, how could I forget!
My Mum died when I was 17 and my Dad gave me her wedding ring. I lost it while at the swimming pool and was devastated. This was late 80's and we didnt have a landline, let alone a mobile.
In desperation I put an ad in the local paper with my friend's phone number. I'll never forget the joy when she told me someone had phoned and I was getting it back - we hugged each other and jumped around her flat.
What were the chances? I was so, so lucky and will be forever grateful to that lovely lady.

garlicfrother Fri 27-Jan-12 20:10:31

What a moving story, racingheart. Thanks for sharing.

(Though I assume you meant no carpets, nothing on the walls!)

SausageSmuggler Fri 27-Jan-12 20:22:50

Oh I just remembered another one!

I was about 12 or 13 and it was one of the first times I was allowed to get the bus into town with my friend. We did a bit of shopping and went to get the bus back home when I realised I'd lost my ticket. I had no money left and started panicking but the bus driver printed me a ticket, told me to write my address on it and the company would send the bill to my parents. My parents never got charged. That was about 13 years ago - amazing the little things you remember.

MissM Fri 27-Jan-12 20:35:40

Oh dear, every time I come back to this thread I start to cry again!

newatallthis Fri 27-Jan-12 20:36:59

when DH's mother passed away and we had to take in his teenage brother (we were only 25 ourselves at the time). A lovely woman and her mother used to pop by our house once a week and wash and iron all of our clothes. I dont think I ever told them how lovely it was. Not just to have our clothes laundered but for someone to reach out and understand how hard it was for us to take on the new 'parent' role.
We also frequently got homemade dinners from neighbours.

EustaciaVye Fri 27-Jan-12 20:42:01

An lot of taxi drivers and midwives here smile

When DD1 was 2, I took her on a train ride to the next town. It was about 8.30 so lots of students and lots of officey commuters. Train late so everyone pissed off.
Several groups of the commuters carried on swearing very loudly about the late train, and one shoved me out of the way when the train did come.
The students were all being rowdy and swearing too, but stopped as soon as they saw us, and one lad smiled at DD and gave her his train ticket receipt so she'd have an extra ticket. She was so happy.

The mum at the school gate in DD1s first week at school, who told me not to worry that we'd all been there, as DD2 screamed horrendously for every single school run as it coincided with nap time and she wasnt happy. The mum and I are now good friends.

StealthPenguin Fri 27-Jan-12 21:19:08

I was on a bus with DS and DP and when an elderly gentleman boarded I offered him my seat. He declined because his stop was just around the corner, but he launched into this heartfelt speech about "youth of today" and how I was a "special gem" and "one in a million".

I was so touched. My little act of selflessness impacted upon him and me, and I still see him from time to time. We always have a little chat!

beckyboo232 Fri 27-Jan-12 21:21:01

What a lovely thread smile mine is that I was pregnant when I fainted out walking I came to to find a man sponging my face having carried me into the nearest cafe, i was barely conscious and he came with me to the hospital held my hand called my dp and then when dp arrived he simply vanished so I never got to say thank you I was so scared I never even asked his name, it turned out I was pre eclampsic and in premature labour and his actions saved my son I just wish I could tell that and thank him.

Kellamity Fri 27-Jan-12 21:24:49

I marched in the Remembrance Parade last year at Whitehall. DH and I decided to make a weekend of it and we stayed in London in a hotel. The following morning I had to get from the hotel to Horse Guards Parade. I'm not very familiar with London and knowing the area would be coned off I asked the cab driver to get me as close as possible and point me in the right direction. He was lovely driving through all these little back streets trying to get me closer and closer.

He did really well, I was close enough to know where I was but when I went to pay he refused saying "this one's on me". I was so touched and a wee bit choked. Lovely man smile

feralgirl Fri 27-Jan-12 21:43:01

Oddly, both of mine happened in Lidl.
A while ago DS was having a toddler meltdown and one of the shop assistants picked up an apple from the display, polished it on his sleeve and handed it to DS and just said "sssshhh" to me!

Today it was hammering down with rain and DS, DD and I were again in Lidl. As we walked out, a lady said to me "have you got far to go? I wondered if you'd all like a lift?" My car was in the car park so I politely declined but how sweet is that?! smile

I was also a bit shock as DS had just spent 10 minutes pelting up and down the aisles and DD was grizzling; I just couldn't believe that anyone would voluntarily choose to get into a car with us!

Lifeiswhatyoubakeit Fri 27-Jan-12 21:53:24

I boarded a train late at Kings Cross for a marathon journey to Edinburgh with my then 15mo DS with all the buggy paraphernalia etc, etc,... was trying to find our named single 'seat' in a jammed carriage whilst DS was having a strop and everyone was giving me absolute evils i.e. don't sit next to me with that 'thing'.

......2 youngish oxbridgeish men with laptops promptly got up and offered me BOTH of their seats on a packed carriage. I could have cried i was so thankful!

Train journey wasn't so awful after all (with cBeebies magazines, umpteen snacks to throw everywhere, iPad with Peppa pig etc!).

aledwasago Fri 27-Jan-12 22:17:54

I've taken 36 hours to read every story here, and it was worth every minute if my precious spare time - what a beautiful thread!

I'll share one of mine:
About 10 years ago me and Dsis were staying in a cheap hotel somewhere in London so we could go to a gig in Hyde Park. After checking in to the hotel we spent a boozy afternoon pre-gig, then hailed a cab to Hyde Park. Our driver gave us his card and told us to call when we got out after the gig had finished, which we did. He told us he was clocking off and that he would take us back to the hotel free of charge, via all the famous landmarks. He was amazingly kind to us that night, and I still have his card somewhere.

aledwasago Fri 27-Jan-12 22:19:34

And, I should add, it was about 1:30am and he'd done a long shift!

blue2 Fri 27-Jan-12 22:31:14

I had bought a 2 day ticket to cover my car at the station car park, as I had to stay overnight in London. When i got back to my car around 10 the next morning, there was an old lady trying to work out how to use the car park ticket machine. It had become so expensive, that you can only pay by card, and she had a handful of cash.

I called out to her and asked if she needed a ticket for the day. Yes, she replied, so I said here, have this and handed her. She was gobsmaked - it was worth about £8, and I was Bu**ered if South West trains were going to have it. Oh, its like my birthday, she said.

About 2 weeks ago, I was fumbling for change for a car park in town, and a car drew up and a lady called out that she had an hour left - did I want it? Well, blow me down - it was the same lady!!

So - what comes round, goes round!!

lildevon Fri 27-Jan-12 22:40:27

A homeless person was sat near the cash machine as I drew money out for a night out. I randomly gave him 20 quid, most peopl are horrified but it was the best 20 quid I ever spent. He looked so grateful

pamplemousse Fri 27-Jan-12 22:55:20

Sooo many tears reading all these...
I have a few to add...
When DD was born (EmC, 3 day labour, didn't sleep for 4 days, delirious) couldn't get her to latch on and she cried and I cried and it was horrendous, particularly as I had the bed nearest the nurses station and could hear them talking about me! A lovely bank nurse came in to talk to me, she didn't shove DD onto my nipple like the others or try and feed her formula, she just sat there and said the odd nice thing and made me a tea. Again I didn't get to thank her, but I remember her 5 years on.

Not so random but lovely, had been emailing an old friend and explaining how we were having our house repossesed etc. She sent me £20 and a book, it was such a lovely lovely thing.

Where I shop there is a lovely checkout lady with a name very similar to my DDs, DD adores her and always goes to say hello. This lady always stops whats she's doing to entertain DD while I shop and pay. There really is no need for her to do this, but I get my shopping done amazingly fast and DD doesn't whinge at all.

And again not random but another mum at school has 2 ponies and despite this is not well off at all. She lets me ride one and mistakenly let it slip the other day that she has paid extra insurance for me to do so. And she bought me a Christmas tree this year, I cried in the school car park. It was so sweet of her!

suzikettles Fri 27-Jan-12 23:21:58

Dh & I were going to a wedding in my home town and were already running a bit late. We got off the bus near my parents', where we were staying, and just as the bus moved off realised we'd left all our wedding clothes on the bus shock

Dh ran after it but it didn't stop. A group of girls standing at the bus stop asked what was wrong, and then one of them ran across the road to her mum's house, and her mum got us in her car to chase after the bus. Turned out that it stopped at a terminus about a mile up the road so we caught up with it, got our bags and then she gave us a lift to my parents. Lovely, lovely lady (and daughter)

We stopped by the next day with flowers (and massive hangovers)

PastGrace Fri 27-Jan-12 23:52:29

Devon that's so lovely. There's a homeless man I walk past every day and everyone else ignores him - he never asks for anything, just sits there and says hello if you deign to look at him (noone else does sad) - I always have a chat with him. I was working in a cafe a while ago and every time the door opened a freezing gust of air blew in. I bought him a cup of tea with a few sugars in and took it round the corner to him - he was counting out his coins to see if he could afford one and hadn't had quite enough.

In Liverpool there used to be a homeless man who had a sign saying "I don't want money, just for you to smile at a stranger and brighten their day". I often think of him - it's amazing what lovely reactions you get.

MiladyGardenia Sat 28-Jan-12 00:40:43

One event that had two random acts of kindness- when ds1 was about 7 I took him to London for the day. It was a big treat- he'd been saving his pocket money for weeks to buy a toy at Hamley's and he was so looking forward to it. I was already proud of him because back then I was a lone parent and he didn't get many treats or much pocket money and he'd done really well to save up.

We passed a homeless man at the top of the steps to the tube - I hadn't any spare change to give him and as we went down the steps I felt bad for that. When we got to the bottom ds1 stopped, turned round and ran back up. He gave the man all his pocket money. Obviously I was bursting with pride and a bit snivelly to boot. Then a lovely American woman came over, told me how she'd watched the whole thing and said 'What a wonderful boy your son is. You're doing a great job'. I'm afraid that that completely finished me off grin That woman's kind comments meant so much to me- as, of course, did ds1's kindness.

Andie20521 Sat 28-Jan-12 00:48:17

We had a regular big issue seller who used to stand opposite where I used to work. I'd occasionally get a copy to read on the train home.

One day I was self-absorbed, feeling completely fed up with life, when he said "Theres an new issue today" I snapped "I'm skint, No money on me", he smiled and said "take one anyway, you look like you could do with cheering up" I burst into tears!

A couple of months later, I was struggling on crutches, trying to juggle my work bag etc, it was only a 10 minute walk to the station, but then another 5 to the platform and I'd badly mis-judged how I'd cope. He insisted on carrying my bag for me, right to the train, and wouldn't accept the fiver I tried to give him...

Whilst skint I used to park my car on the road, and then get the train to work. I came back to find all my tyres down. An old lady across the road came out and on finding I didn't have breakdown cover, insisted that her son could sort it out . She took me in gave me a cup of tea and made me ring home. She said she suspected one of the neighbours was fed up, so suggested that I used her driveway as it was empty everyday! Her son drove over with an electric pump that he kept in his lorry! When the petrol strikes where on, she came out with a list of petrol stations that had got deliveries to make sure I was okay.

There are so many good people in the world, who have raised my spirits and touched my heart.

Andie20521 Sat 28-Jan-12 01:03:43

Gosh I've realised how blessed I've been!

One of the most recent was in September, we had a call to say FIL in Holland had hours to live, DH went straight from work, and I caught a flight with 9mo dd just a few hours later on my own. So many strangers helped, when they could see I was struggling. I had a car seat pram, large suitcase( I'd had to throw stuff in for all three of us)and a silly amount of hand luggage. Once on the plane DD had missed her nap and was grumpy, being a little witch, I was worried about the other passengers, when this chap started to smile and play peek-a-boo. There was a huge group of them together, all amusing her. I was so grateful, and even managed to get a much needed coffee. It turns we were adopted by a Male Voice Choir, who had been playing the Philamonic Hall the night before. DH was a bit bemused to see us walk out with 30 strange blokes carrying all our luggage!

christinecagney Sat 28-Jan-12 12:58:37

When I had just had ds1 I was feeling hormonal and teary and didn't want to be on my own so went to work with dh one day. He had to go to recording studio job and ds was crying is I had to wait in the car. Fast forward 4 hrs and dh is delayed on job and I am in car with nothing to do except (fail to) get ds to latch on for bf etc. very tearful and feeling hopeless in a town I didn't know and on an industrial estate not nr shops or anything . Rough looking man comes out of unit opposite and approaches the car... I had all the wrong judgy thoughts in my head and turned away locking the car doors. He came back a few mins later with a tray beautifully laid with a cloth, a china cup of tea and a plat of toast with strawberry jam all cut up neatly. He knocked on the window and I burst into tears with gratitude. Felt so bad I had misjudged him and and never did really thank him as I was crying too much. Best cuppa I've ever had.

LionsnTigersnBears Sat 28-Jan-12 14:38:57

Too many to name, I guess I've been really lucky. One that sticks in my mind recently is I had dd, then about 8 months old, in a sling and was in tescos pushing the trolley round. A picked up a bottle of cream cleaner and the lid must've been loose because it exploded in my face and got into my eyes. The pain was awful, and I was blind because I couldn't open my eyes but I couldn't get it off and I terrified it had gone over the baby. A man who I never saw and never got to thank stayed with me for the 10 minutes or so it took for tescos to find a first aider talking to me calmly and reassuring me that the baby was fine and none had got on her.

On another note though my dogs sometimes do random acts of kindness to strangers. My labrador cross used to somehow know when people were sad and once she saw an old man sat on his own in the park and went haring off over to him - she usually didn't go running off - and when she got to him just put her head in his lap. I rushed over to apologise for her disturbing him and to call her off, but he was just stroking her ears with tears on his face. Turned out he'd had to move into a home from his own house and had had to give up his own dog to do so, and had come to the park because it was a place with happy memories for him. After that we saw him at the park quite a bit and she'd always make a bee line for him.

Great thread this! Really makes you think and smile (two of my favourite things smile )

Snowbeetle Sat 28-Jan-12 14:50:39

oh dear lionsntigers... your dog story has done for me. <sniff>

yellowraincoat Sat 28-Jan-12 14:57:19

When I lived in Berlin, it was very much common practise to pass your day travel ticket on to people if you weren't going to use it again.

People even used to leave them on the ticket machines if no-one wanted it. It was always lovely to save a few euros, probably happened to me at least once a month.

feralgirl Sat 28-Jan-12 15:00:17

MiLady, your story has made me weep. You must be so very proud of having such a lovely lovely DS. What a fab job you must be doing to have such a little winner!

And I am also a bit <sniff> at Lions' dog. Too cute for words (and this from someone who is not a doggy person).

extremepie Sat 28-Jan-12 15:29:14

I still remember when I was working in in Mc Donalds in Darwin (Australia) - I served this young Aboriginal boy a 50 cent ice cream cone and he went to meet his parents outside.
As soon as he got outside he accidentally dropped it, I'm guessing his parents didn't have the money to pay for another one as they started to walk off, the look of bitter dissapointment on this poor boys face was heartbreaking!
The next guy in line (young-ish) asked me to quickly make him another one and he ran outside to give it to the boy. He then came back and paid for it and his meal.
I always remember that, I thought it was so sweet that he would do that for someone he didn't know, and even though there was a big queue not a single person complained about the delay smile

Actually there was another bloke who used to come in at about 6am every day and buy a full breakfast for about 6 homeless Aboriginal people, then sit there with just a coffee for himself and chat to them while they ate.

I always wondered if he knew them but I suspect he didn't because it wasn't always the same people that he bought breakfast for - I like to think he was just very generous smile

I once found a tiffany pearl bracelet on the floor in Sainsburys - I handed it in even though it was worth about £400 and everyone I knew (including DH) said I should have kept it and sold it but I wouldn't have felt right doing that!

MiladyGardenia Sat 28-Jan-12 15:50:05

feralgirl- thank you. smile I am very proud of him- especially so because he hadn't always been the 'easiest' of boys. As for whether or not I had anything to do with it- well I don't know about that, but your comment and that American lady's comment certainly mean a lot to me.

racingheart Sat 28-Jan-12 16:24:15

Peppermint your story is stunning, so beautiful. A real tear-jerker.
Lions - that had me welling up too. What a lovely dog!

garlicfrother Sat 28-Jan-12 17:00:20

yellowraincoat, I used to do that on London Transport. Then they banned it angry

Not time to read the thread so will come back later, but just wanted to post my story.

The night before Millennium Night DH and I were travelling back to London from visiting relatives up north and stopped off at Tescos to get some food in before we got back home. All of a sudden, and I mean literally out of of the blue, I started to feel terribly ill and by the time we'd got to the checkout I was collapsed on the floor while poor DH was trying to pack the bags as quick as he could and figure out whether an ambulance was needed!!

I made it past the checkout and sat down on a window seat facing everyone at the checkout, feeling like death and then proceeded to vomit everwhere (very embarrassing). Unfortunately DH had just left with the shopping bags to go and fetch the car from a distant spot in the car park so I was completely on my own splashed with vomit and on view of a big audience of shoppers (although I didn't really care at the time cos I felt so godawful).

A lovely, lovely lady who I shall never in my life forget, left her husband at the checkout they were at and came over with a bag of frozen peas and put them on my wrist saying they would help to cool my circulation down if I was feeling faint etc. There was vomit on my hand so a bit of it must have gone on her peas, poor lady. She asked an assistant if they could clean it up off the floor and sat with me till DH came back. She was an angel sent from heaven, I tells ya! grin

So - lovely lady in Colny Hatch Tesco by the North Circular in London, if you are reading this, I have never forgotten the kindness you showed me in a yucky and embarrassing situation and wished you were reading this thread so I could tell you how grateful I am (still, after all these years).

(for anyone interested, I had a bloody awful stomach bug and was in bed for days with awful cramps and sickness and missed out on Millennium Night completely! It was still memorable, though, because of the kindness of that lady!)

CelticPromise Sun 29-Jan-12 14:20:48

garlic I still do that in London. I know it's officially not allowed but who cares?

gorionine Sun 29-Jan-12 14:34:34

When I was in my early 20s I was doing a placement in a children's home and was spending the nights there. I used to go straight to my room after work. One night, I decided that instead I would go for a drink with a friend and went out completely forgetting about my keys to get back inside afterwards. Had a lovely time with my friend, walked her back to the station for her to get back home and made my own way back. To my horror I got there and could not make my way inside and got really panicked as it was mid January and really cold. I went back to the cafe to give myself time to think about what to do. The waitress there was surprised to see me again and asked if I had lost something. I told her what was happening and she invited me to spend the night at her house and the following morning her husband had to wake up at 5am to bring me back to work on time. I have never forgotten about them, to this day , no-one I ever met could match this amount of generosity.

topknob Sun 29-Jan-12 20:50:17

I have another, when I went into labour with dd2 4 weeks early I had to be transferred from the local hospital to bigger hospital 40 mins away as I was bleeding ALOT ! Not only did the midwife stay with me for the whole ambulance journey and dd's very traumatic birth so did the ambulance crew who waited by the doors whilst she was delivered by ventouse but they also came in to see us both after smile They were all so very lovely x

goblynn Thu 02-Feb-12 18:08:32

One from the United States--

When I was a little girl, we flew across the country (North Carolina to Oregon) to visit an uncle. On our return home, a flight was missed/cancelled, and we were moved to another airline. Problem was, we were all seated separately. My mother was a few rows ahead--I've no idea where my brother or grandmother were--and I was seated between a middle-aged man and someone I cannot recall whatsoever.

The gentleman in the window seat chatted with me (about our trip, our home, where he was from, and so forth) and generally made me feel better about the whole strangers-on-a-plane thing. He was very kind, and I hold him accountable for triggering my adoration of British men. ;)

(Honestly, I talked about him for ages to anyone that would listen. I don't see why my parents/DH/anyone, really wonder how this fascination started.)

PepeLePew Thu 02-Feb-12 18:22:33

My friend had a minor climbing accident in the Lakes - she could walk but was in shock and needed stitches. We couldn't get mobile reception to call a cab. A couple who were walking in the valley cut short their walk to take us to the walk in clinic. And a couple we met while we were waiting stayed after the wife had been seen so they could drive us back to where we were staying - it was about 10 miles away.

But the one that sticks in my mind are all the Virgin Atlantic staff and ground staff at Heathrow who rescued my son's beloved teddy and reunited him with it at our holiday home in the US within 24 hours, free of
charge. For that I will always be grateful.

doinmummy Thu 02-Feb-12 19:41:55

My partner had left me and had cleared out our bank account leaving me with absolutley no money and a 9 month old baby. I went to the bank for £100 overdraft but 'computer said no' as I had no income. I mustered my last shred of dignity , smiled and said thankyou to the bank lady. As I was walking down the street , tears pouring down my face, the bank lady came running up behind me. She handed me a tenner and said the 'computer had allowed me to have £10'.
I took the money . I have never felt so ashamed and humble as I knew that the money had come from her own purse.
I will never ever forget her kindness.

PaulaMummyKnowsBest Thu 02-Feb-12 20:59:28

last year my DD and I went to the summer time ball at wembley. After, we called into the little tesco extra for something to drink. On the floor was a wallet so full of £50s that it wouldn't close.

I didn't want to go through it so we handed it in to one of the shop workers.

I hope that who ever lost their wallet that night got it all back!

FarelyKnuts Fri 03-Feb-12 12:33:18

Our wee puppy was only 14 weeks when she ran out into the road and was hit by a car in front of my neighbours house. My dp was not home and I had my 18mo dd inside and didnt want her to see it. My fabulous wonderful neighbour came running out as she saw it happening and sat with the puppy for the few seconds before she died (thankfully it was v v fast) and then she and another neighbour stood guard over her at the side of the road in the freezing cold armed with sticks to keep away our not so friendly neighbourhood fox while I frantically tried to get hold of my dp to come home. They stayed there for an hour so I could keep my child safe inside AND waited until my dp came home and then my neighbour got her husband to dig the hole in our yard to bury our puppy.
I will never forget their kindness and selflessness that day.

all4u Fri 03-Feb-12 15:26:34

These make lovely reading and illustrate how these RAK's can transform a horrible situation into a really positive one! I used to run a project with schools and was used to the office staff being flat or even decidedly unfriendly and incipiently suspicious. I thought this was always the case. But now my DH and DD are at a high school where the office staff are just so nice that every phone call leaves me feeling really happy! They are so can do and ask how a sick child is and sypathise. The best ever was when the surly music teacher came in and said he could not teach my DD saxophone because a tiny rubber washer was missing. My musician DH had checked it so we knew it had been there. I rang the office and described this tiny black rubber ring about 6mm across. the secretary said 'hold on' went off and searched the carpet in the room used for music lessons and rang me back to say she had found it and popped it in an envelope and sent it to her form teacher for afternoon registration - and wasn't it lucky that the room hadn't been hoovered since? It made my day and cheers me up just thinking about it now! If I could afford it I would send them a huge bouquet every term .smile

Homebird8 Mon 06-Feb-12 05:56:46

Having emigrated to New Zealand We have been met with so much kindness we're still bowled over.
The first night, in a hotel at the airport, and with DS's awake at 2am with jetlag, a most amazing receptionist found cleaning things to deal with DS2's vomit and loads of random food to make him feel better afterwards. It wasn't a bug, just the upheaval ;0) and she knew just what to suggest. DH came back laden with yoghurt, and chippies (Kiwi for crisps), biscuits and cereal bars she'd found from little hideyholes all over the hotel.
The following day when both DS's fell asleep on the floor in the bank aged 8 and 6 the lovely bank lady found them pillows and hurried through the bank account and cards so that we could start our new lives.
Then I got a welcoming text from my boss to be inviting us all for lunch the following day with his young family. They have since become wonderful friends but I will never forget how much a friendly face and a real home helped in those first few days as we found our feet.

CheerfulYank Mon 06-Feb-12 07:03:33

Am properly sobbing at these! And reading them to DH, or trying to- so choked up!

I remember when I went to visit DH (then my boyfriend) on a train about 7 years ago. I didn't have a cellphone, and had been dropped at a different station than the one we'd thought I'd be at. It was late and there was no one manning the station, no payphones and I had no cash anyone...not a very good traveler! blush I was exhausted and couldn't think what to do...I was in a strange city and didn't know if DH would ever find me, if I should try to walk to a police station, etc.

I just burst into tears and an older woman came up to me. She began questioning me in a heavy Russian accent. I was trying to tell her what was wrong and she just handed me her cell and wiped my tears away really briskly. She said "now, you will call this person, yes, and every thing will be fine. That's enough of that crying, now." I called DH and told him where I was. I said thank you about a million times and she just waved me off and walked away.

She was so competent and nice to me...I can still feel her hands on my face if I think about it, silly as that sounds.

CheerfulYank Mon 06-Feb-12 07:04:32

No cash anyway I meant. smile

MsF1t Mon 06-Feb-12 07:38:12

What a great thread.

I have two, both from when I was much younger.

When I was very little (about 4), I was in hospital for an operation on my ears- gromets. My mother only came in to see me a couple of times, and didn't come in before the operation. So as I was on the ward waiting for the pre-op drugs to take effect, I was on my own and didn't understand what was going on at all. One of the other mothers noticed and took pity on me and left her own child to come and read to me until they came to take me to theatre. It made all the difference to me, I've never forgotten her kindness.

The second one, I was a 16 year old living in the Amsterdam in a tent (I know, madness!) when some junkie stole my only pair of shoes while I was asleep. I decided to leave that site and check my things in at the railway station while I found somewhere else. It was very busy at left luggage, and as I finally got to second in the queue, they announced that after the man in front of me, they wouldn't be serving anyone else. He pointed at me and said that he was checking in my things as well as his. He then proceeded to take me to buy a new pair of shoes. It really restored my faith in human nature. (I should add, he was a very gruff, tough American from LA- he muttered something about preferring to spend money on someone who needed it for a bit of good karma than just getting stiffed by a taxi driver.)

BBisBBack Tue 14-Feb-12 20:47:19

I do readily subscribe to pay it forward, and this is making me bawl! So
Uplifting

lovely thread. I have so many I am not sure which to include...

we had some hard times since moving to america on only my husband's grad student scholarships (no working visas). at one very low point I posted on craigslist asking if anyone had access to a church food pantry who could possibly deliver some food to me as we had no money, couldn't drive (and I hadn't eaten in 2 days as was giving dh and the kids everything I could rustle up). a lady asked for my address and showed up an hour later not just with the milk and bread I had asked for, but with eight bags full of meat, dairy products, loads of potatoes, fruit, veggies... even a huge cake, which she said was because it was valentines day and she hoped my kids would enjoy a treat. it more than carried us over till the next pay day and I was sobbing at the kindness of this total stranger, vowed to pay it forward by buying the food donation bags whenever I could afford the extra at the grocery store.

two years later I had saved up for a special present for my daughter for xmas. she wanted an american girl doll, which are very expensive, so I had found one on ebay that came with lots of clothes and accessories for almost $150, a collossal amount at that time. I was devastated when it never showed up... fed ex had apparently dumped it on my doorstep without a signature and someone nicked it. the seller tried claiming for it but it wouldn't be sorted in time for xmas. I turned to craigslist again, posting a photo of my stolen doll , asking that anyone who might get offered it for sale contact me as it was stolen. I wasn't expecting to hear anything, only hoping the thief might realize it was a child's xmas gift and return it.

a week later I got the strangest email asking me to contact a lady about the doll. that lady was anne, a complete stranger who collects american girl dolls. she told me she had searched ebay for the auction I had won and then contacted my seller to check my package had been reported missing. when she knew I was genuine she contacted me, asking if she could please make up an american girl package for my daughter. she said she knew how it must have ruined my christmas spirit and how hard it would be to replace, so wanted to show me there still were good folk out there. I was uneasy about accepting such a generous gift from a stranger, but she assured me she always chose a child each year to bless with a doll and some accessories, as it was good fun making up a girly gift when she only had a teenaged boy to buy for.

a few weeks later and I met anne for the first time when she delivered the gift items to me. I was shocked at how much she had brought... not only the doll, but also a whole wardrobe of clothes for every occasion, a fancy trundle dol bed, a doll suitcase to carry all the accessories, loads of doll sized hair accessories... there was a fortune in doll stuff there, over whelming. to show how deeply grateful I was, I paid it forward immediately. I organized a free toy giveaway, where local people who were clearing out kids toys to make space for xmas gifts could drop off there things to me... I sorted everything into categories and cleaned it up... then on the day of the giveaway the poor people who had posted on craigslist looking for christmas help, who weren't getting the salvation army help, turned up and took whatever they wanted for their kids. I was able to help a few people whose children had specific requests like itunes credit and an ipod for a 12 year old, link up with some generous people who had contacted me offering to buy gifts for the giveaway. we helped over 50 kids have a christmas, all thanks to anne's kindness.

it was more than a one off experience, it was life changing. anne became like a best friend/surrogate mother to me and we spent many happy days together since then. this last xmas I was unable to run Big giveaway as I had already given everything my kids had outgrown the year before, so I just picked one family to help. I picked a family who had lost their job and needed gifts and holiday food. I contacted a lovely old man who had donated to the previous giveaway... he met me at a grocery store and we went round together picking all the food people like and need at christmas, he paid for that for the family. I used my birthday money and some gift cards to buy toys for the kids off their wish list and make stockings. the family were lovely and the parents so grateful when I showed up with a carload of groceries and brightly wrapped gifts. I even got chocolates and beer for the parents.

it didn't end there either... the old man had met my three kids at the gift giveaway the year before, and said he had something for them in a big box... when we opened it we found over 200 hallmark ornaments, all carefully stored in their original boxes, dating from the 80s and 90s. there were all different animals, sitting on cookies, dancing mice, skating bears, unicorns etc. basically his family's whole collection of childhood ornaments.he wanted my kids to enjoy them as his family had outgrown them. I was so touched... and the kids drew him pictures of the ones they liked best. the boxes still had prices on and were worth a lot of money, and he have them away without a thought of their value just to brighten my kids day. we will keep them until our kids outgrow them too, and continue to pay forward whenever we can. I have found it is a very popular idea over here in the states.

those are just the biggest things. every day there seems to be some small kindness... compliments and smiles abound...I can't go out without someone being friendly...the shop assistants remember your name and ask after your kids, a barista from the local starbucks offered me a ride once when it rained and she was driving by... took me ages to work out where I knew her from, to my shame, though she greeted me by name. those are the reasons I love it here in virginia.

When dd was six we were flying home from visiting my mom. Grandma had given her a snow globe as a gift, and foolish me allowed her to have it in her backpack for the journey instead of packed in luggage. Going through security there was a soldier in line behind us who looked exhausted and after polite hello I left him alone. At the security check they took away dd's snow globe as it was over four ounces of liquid. I felt terrible and she sobbed her heart out. As I sat her on a bench to put her shoes back on the soldier came and knelt down next to her and asked could be give her another keepsake to replace the globe. I said of course, and thank you. He took off one of his dog tags and handed it to her, telling her it had travelled the world with him and had a lot of memories in it. She was quite interested and distracted by him and forgot about how sad she'd been.

She has it still, hanging on a nail in her bedroom.

Sunnywithachanceofshowers Mon 16-Apr-12 22:03:07

Panda I am now crying. That's lovely.

I lost a friend to suicide some years ago, and briefly saw a bereavement counsellor. He turned up one day and I was in a bad way. He asked me if I'd had a hug that day and I said no. I soaked that poor bloke's shirt with tears.
He was a volunteer for Cruse, and he brought me back from the brink.

Tw1gl3t Tue 17-Apr-12 07:49:08

It's about the anniversary of our random act of kindness: We were invited to a DearFriend's Wedding in the middle of no-where. They very kindly paid for our overnight accomodation, and my ex who was on his way past there the following day had agreed to pick us back up.

All we had to do was get there.... We worked out a tortuous route by public transport (a train and three busses) which got us to within spitting distance. We had the phone number of the local taxi firm which we decided we would splurge on when we got there. Only to discover that he'd retired the previous week, meaning there was no practical way to get from the village to the venue.

As we were sitting dejectedly on the bench outside the post office trying to work out how to walk there, a lady, her mum and her little boy drew up in a car and tried to explain the most direct route (only about two miles); but then she changed her mind....turfed her Mum and little boy out of the car and whilst they waited on the bench drove us to the wedding.

So to that wonderfull lady (a costumier for a ballet company) who must have reponded to the International call-sign for fellow costumiers in distress: I would like to thank you. We had a wonderful time, and you made it possible.

marcopront Thu 03-May-12 16:35:18

The couple who took my postcards from Goa and posted them to my family in the UK.

The lady in Durham cathedral cafe who came and asked if I was alright when I was crying after an argument with my ex.

The couple who gave me the dollar I needed to get from the US to Mexico, where bus tickets were much cheaper.

All the people who helped me when traveling alone from Kenya with my 9 month old daughter. I had lived there for three years so had a lot of luggage.

marcopront Thu 03-May-12 16:44:22

And I'd like to share one I did.
My flight from Orlando to Amsterdam was delayed by about 18 hours. I was put on the first flight from Amsterdam to Heathrow. There was a young man who was on the same flight from Orlando, but he was on the later Heathrow flight. The only thing was he was due to attend a reception before starting his first graduate job that night. I let him take my place on the earlier flight. I imagine his Mum saying, "I told you, you should have left a couple of days between arriving back and starting work."
I hope his job went well.

RabidAnchovy Thu 03-May-12 16:54:16

BEAUTIFUL THREAD

most recently, the nice woman who turned in my wallet/purse that I had left in the trolley blush. She refused to leave her details, otherwise would have thanked her, but she left the £40.00 in tact, so thank you.

The man who offered to move on the NYC - LAX flight so the DCs (one of whom didn't have a seat as was booked to sit on my lap) could spread out and sleep. A tall man, he had to sit in the middle of 3 seats.

BikeRunSki Thu 03-May-12 17:03:33

Last autumn, DD was born by very emergency CSection - what the surgeon later called "a real slash and grab job". I was very sore and took ages to heal (9 weeks to standing up straight). DH went back to work after 4 weeks, leaving me with a bonkers 3 yo, a newborn and a sore middle. He'd been gone about 2 hours before he rang me up to tell me he'd been made redundant. It was not a good time.

The next day a lady I don't really know very well turned up at 11.30 with her son to play with DS (they know each other) and my favorite lunch. She had checked with a mutual friend what I would like. She made us lunch, washed the kitchen floor and played with the baby to let me get a nap and went home again, leaving no trace that she and her 3 yo had been.

The following week she picked us up and drive us to a lovely soft play centre, where she has arranged to meet some other friends.

She did something lovely like this for us every week on her day off until I was on my feet again, which happened to coincide with DH getting a new job. She did it kindly, with to expectation. She never asked my to pay for lunch when she bought it. After the first lunch, she always rang to check if her plans were OK with me. It was a lovely, lovely thing to do, and cheered up a gloomy winter and helped me enjoy my new DD.

She is now one of my best friends. She is also pg and will have a CS. I can't wait to repay the favour!

WhiteTrash Thu 03-May-12 18:58:36

Awesome thread.

When I was 21 I went travelling on my own, it didnt help that I was shite scared of flying. On the first plane out I was sat next to an old lady from Iraq who was wearing something similar to that of a nun (not sure what Im vair uncultured) she reminded me of one of the witches from the Disc World (thats not a negative observation D.W witches are ace). She didnt speak my language and I didnt speak hers but she could tell I was shitting myself and as the plane took off she held my hand.

I still feel warm and fuzzy when I picture it and her kind face. It really did make me feel better.

QOD Thu 03-May-12 19:04:32

My DD had a full on tantrum in Woolies once. She'd been good at nursery and not cried (she hated it, I had to work....) so I had promised her A toy in Woolies.

In 3yr old fashion, she didn't want A toy. She wanted 2 giant unicorns and a baby one. She ended up tantruming on the floor whilst I stood their repeating that she couldn't have that as I couldn't afford it. I had gone thru the whole A toy and moved onto the "I've not got enough pennies".
It got to the well don't have anything then, we've an appointment at the bank, if you calm down we will come back later and try again.

We had the appointment, came out and some woman came running up to us with a giant pink unicorn from Woolies ..... They were in holiday, they'd seen DD and felt sorry for us and wanted to treat her with some of their holiday spends. Would I please accept it as it would make their day.

I was gobsmacked as bless them they'd missed the point of the episode which was not that I couldnt afford one, but that she was a greedy over tired spoiled lil cow bag I wasn't prepared to provide and entire family of fecking unicorns.

I did accept it with good grace, I felt very moved, but also bit gutted that DD had got what she wanted!!

another fried then bought her the other giant one a few weeks later and bloody mother got the baby

Dd cringes now when I relate the tale. I like to think that they still feel good about that day, although they didn't actually do me a favour !!!

BikeRunSki Thu 03-May-12 20:43:28

This thread has reminded me of when I was a child and my dad was working in America. I was 9, DSis was 5 and we had saved up our pocket money to change into US$. We went to the bank to change it, and we didn't have enough to cover the fee! The man behind us was getting US$ too, and he took our pocket money (and I assume my mum's money too!) and changed it with his - one set of fees.

idococktailshedoesbeer Fri 01-Jun-12 21:57:41

What a heartwarming thread this is.

Last year my OH's mum collapsed and was taken to hospital. We got there two hours later and were told she had suffered a suspected brain hemorrhage and was unlikely to make it through the night.

At 2am I set off for a nearby hotel while my OH and his family waited for news. I managed to hold myself together checking in but must have looked pretty white and shakey. One of the managers then came out from the back and smiled at me kindly. I burst into tears.

He couldn't have been lovelier. A few minutes after I got to my room there was a knock at the door and he stood there with a fresh pot of tea and big slice of cake. A cup of tea always makes things seem better.

The staff there (it was the Sheffield Hilton) treated my OH and I wonderfully over the next week, which was very traumatic. Above and beyond.

I am still working my way through the postings but just wanted to add mine as I was so proud I cried on the school field.

DS is 7 and has aspergers and had been practicing cross country all week. He had been so excited because he he hadn't been last in the practices. On the actual day of the race we watched him second to last giving everything he had when he suddenly stopped and waited for the boy behind them and they finished together. He arrived at the finish line and said to the boy "today you weren't last either we both were"

scubastevie Thu 14-Jun-12 20:41:56

Yawningmonster, that is lovely

NicNocJnr Tue 19-Jun-12 01:51:18

My darn screen is too blurry to really see what I'm typing.

Yawningmonster - what a lovely, lovely boy your son is.

MiladyGardenia - your DS is also a credit to you, what a kind and selfless thing to do.

Although I have been lucky myself with random acts it's still incredibily heartening to read this thread.
I hope the things I've done and do, although small, will mean as much to the recipients as other people's kindness has meant to me over the years.

There are so many people I wish I could thank again and let them know that the 5 or so minutes out of their day has made a lifetime of difference to me and my family.

The one act of kindness that is closest to my heart is actually not very random but - I was paired with a guy during a competition to run an event and we spent the day talking, I was having a hard time as I was 100 miles away from my brother who had just been diagnosed with a terminal brain tumour just after I left. I was feeling very alone and heartbroken, I was rubbish company mustering only the smallest of small talk during the lunch he treated me to. We parted ways with a hearty handshake and off I went.
Two weeks later I got a phonecall from the organisers & friends of mine asking if it was ok to pass my number on to the guy as I'd left my fleece in his car and he wanted to return it (yes, I know!) so he called and invited me out to cheer me up.
I was travelling from home to cambridge to Addenbrooks as often as I could to see my brother, I was shattered and I didn't drive, I was barely keeping my eyes open as I was missing sleep to make up work shifts.

The next week he turned up at my house and said he wanted to drive me, it was no bother and I needed a break - I was hmm but he talked me round. He drove me all that way, booked a room for me to stay in, collected me, dropped me off and then went all the way home. I cried at his generosity. He called everyday to 'keep me going' and one night, after a surgery that found they couldn't de bulk the tumour, I was in bits - having stayed capable all day for my mother I had not a shred left I rang off and laid in a heap. A few hours later there was a knock at the door, it was 2am, pissing it down and there he was. He had a bag full of chocolates, warm socks (as I lamented my lack of packing) and a bear for my brother, he looked all sheepish and said I sounded like I needed a hug. That's pretty much what he did, after driving for hours after a full day just to be with me. He stayed over the weekend and took my mother out for food, got supplies and did everything you could think of that would help.
Then as quietly as he arrived he went home.

When I got home I called him to say thank you and how much he had been appreciated, he popped round and cooked dinner and was halfway through hoovering my house when I pounced on him, he never left and we've been happily married for 10 years. He thought he was being a good friend and I cherish the memory of the look on his face of surprised delight when I made my intentions clear. Every single day since he's done something for someone that has made their life a little bit easier, today he was late home from an overnight shift because he was giving a tourist couple a lift back to the B&B after their car broke down. When we had the snow he turned up at the house with a couple and their young baby so they were in the warm while he got their car out of a ditch, they had dinner with us and sent him a lovely bottle of wine. He seems to have this inexhaustible supply of goodwill which I find wonderful and baffling in equal measure.

LurkingAndLearningForNow Tue 19-Jun-12 02:04:02

When my mother got an Intervention Order against my father, the judge 'forgot' to put an end date on it. So he has to stay away from her forever.

I'll never forget that.

feedmecake Mon 09-Jul-12 21:44:49

These are really lovely.

My brother and his wife had two young children, he'd just been made redundant and both went back to University to retrain. They were completely skint and some kind soul put £50 through their letterbox to help them. No note attached.

When I was at Uni I suffered with panic attacks in crowded places. I was on a bus once when I started having one, and had to leap off the bus. I walked straight into the Tesco metro and told the shop assistant, who took me back into the office, called my friend to come and get me, made me a cup of tea and calmly talked to me until she got there.

One very kind elderly lady who saw me looking very flustered with a 3 week old baby stopped to talk to me about her own experiences of parenting her two grown up children. She was enormously reassuring and gave me exactly the pep talk I needed at a point that I was feeling particularly anxious about it all.

The lady in the car park pay booth at Chatsworth who trusted me to park first, then pay her once I'd got some cash so I didn't have to travel back to Bakewell, the nearest cash point, which was 10 miles away.

When my MIL died of a long-drawn out terminal illness, she's left a request that everyone on their Christmas card list be informed of her death. This included the neighbours who MIL and FIL had hardly known. The news also included information about her memorial service that would be held in their local church. FIL's neighbours took the time to come to the service, get home and write FIL a beautiful letter saying that they'd been extermely touched by the service and wished they'd gotten to know MIL as she sounded like an incredibly caring woman, and offering any support they could give to FIL. He was very grateful for that thoughful act.

My mum made two little girl's day once. I'd long since left home when she was clearing out my old stuff and came across two beautiful rag dolls she'd made me when I was a child. Two little girls were walking past our house with their mum and mum rushed out to give each child one of the dolls.

One my flatmate started that was passed forward; when I was at Uni, my flatmate got to know a guy whilst they were both getting paid for some clinical trials of some drug or other. This guy was backpacking around Europoe from Australia and my flatmate invited him to stay with us. He stayed for two weeks, then wanted to go onto London, so I put him in contact with my brother, who he stayed with for a week. He then wanted to go to France, and my brother put him onto a friend of his etc etc.... think this guy got most of the way round Europe through friends of friends of friends!

CinnabarRed Thu 12-Jul-12 10:35:22

I have been inspired by this thread. It has opened my eyes to the welfare of the many strangers I encounter day to day. Not that I was indifferent before, you understand, just unobservant.

Everyone who has posted on this thread - you have changed my behaviour, and made me a better person.

Thank you.

I have also packed a small selection of emergency childcare stuff (wipes, snacks, drink, toys) into my briefcase, just on the off-chance I ever encounter a fractious child during my daily commute.

This thread is wonderful! It's do nice to know that there are so many nice people in the world. At the beginning of the thread I didn't think I had any stories to add (terrible baby brain) but you lot have jogged my memory so I shall add my experiences!

A lovely couple who at about 1.30 am stopped and offered a very drunk and upset 16(ish)yo me and bf a lift home after seeing me sprawled on the floor. They said they had a daughter my age and would like someone to help her if she were ever in that state! Thank you whoever you are I was far too out of it to say thank you properly but I was very very greatful!

And about 5 years ago when my car got a flat on the a23 on the way to Brighton I had to pull over (from the fast lane) at the beginning of the slip road to the a27. A lovely man pulled over and offered to change
my tyre for me (which I could have done myself but I had quite a small skirt on so it would have given the other drivers a show)! I was very greatful but slightly blush that he was using a crutch for a leg injury! He wouldn't even take any money off me just said 'if it was my wife/daughter I'd expect somebody to do the same!' thank you, you very very lovely man!

NakedPanpipeLady Fri 22-Mar-13 13:37:28

This is one of the best threads I've read on here - thanks to OP and all who've contributed. Some have even made me cry!

Here's my contribution:
Many years ago when I was 16, I spent some time in hospital and was in a very bad way. When I was finally well enough to sit up and eat, we were served toast and marmalade each morning. However due to excessive shaking/tremors and inability to hold a knife, I really struggled to spread and cut my toast to the point I gave up and would have eaten it uncut and dry.
There were about 3 other people in the same ward as me and the guy in the bed across from me noticed I was struggling and each day during my hospital stay, he would come over to me, spread and cut my toast for me.
It doesn't seem much but it meant so much to me, especially as at that point I was going through a very bad period of my life.

This always remained with me and when my DH's Nan was in hospital in a ward with other elderly people, we took time to chat to them if they wanted and would bring in things like drinks and puzzlebooks as some of them were so bored or had no-one to visit them.

BibiBlocksberg Wed 24-Apr-13 21:41:13

I know the last reply to thread was a month ago but have just finished reading all of it and dear god, the tears I've shed at the utter kindnesses I just have to resurrect.

In a world where the media seem to take every opportunity to tell us just how uncaring the world is/has become its a real antidote and proof that goodwill and kindness are everywhere.

A couple from my recent past bestowed upon me - neighbours buying specific cat food from far away supermarket for fussy cat (who will only eat one specific luxury flavour) and then refused to take the money for it. They'll never know just how much further they've stretched my very modest budget this month.

One I always like to share - a lovely MN member sent me £20 via PayPal a couple of summers ago when I was on my arse due to unauthorised funds being taken from my bank account (and taking ages to be returned to me) I would not have been able to feed the cats for two weeks without you and I'll never forget it.

Two I've done - slipped a £10 note in to the handbag of a lady at work when she told me she'd dropped the note and was very upset about it. Got rumbled as turned out I was the only person she told but lied my backside off claiming not to know what she was on about blush

Was able to offer a temporary home to a homeless guy and his dog over Christmas last year.

Anyone got any more to save me feeling like a total egomaniac and feed my addiction for hearing about loveliness in the world? grin

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