To ask what's the loveliest thing someone has done for you?

[Antsinpants]

To end a shitty week with a warm fuzzy thread. Mine is when dd1 was a few weeks old and I was totally knackered, struggling to bf and using formula, my lovely SIL - who had also just had a baby - washed and sterilised all my bottles so I didn't have to. Such a small thing, but it meant everything to me at the time and she's still easily my favourite person in the world. Share the love!

Gave me - gave, not loaned - £4,500 which paid for one last cycle of IVF, after failed cycles, miscarriage, etc. The outcomes are 2.7 and three months (the latter was a spare embryo, frozen at the time) and are amazing. We are very, very lucky.

An elderly woman let me, a teenager at the time, into her house at midnight (she was in her nightclothes, I think she had got out of bed) because I was banging on the door screaming I was being chased. I have no idea what would have happened to me if she hadn't, yet with hindsight it would be understandable if an elderly woman alone, wouldn't let a teenager into her house in the middle of the night.

I was 14 and babysitting for a couple as a favour to a friend who usually did it but was busy that night. They got back and the man gave me a lift home. Fine. Following that night I did it a few more times and then one night the man said he was 'going a different way' and took me down a LONG dirt track. I didn't want to aggravate him by saying 'er no take me the normal way home please' and I also hadn't a clue what the best thing to do or say was. He stopped the car and I LEGGED IT. I got to a gate jumped over it and he grabbed my arm and wouldn't let go. He said 'Please don't tell anyone about this and I promise I'll take you straight home'. I said okay if you let go of my arm. He did and I ran as fast as I could across a field.It was pitch black, I had no idea where I was. I had been working that day helping my Mum and was in office clothes, heels and a blouse and pencil skirt and it was not the best get up for running. I got to a farm house and I knocked so hard on the patio doors I thought I'd break the glass. I am SO lucky that not only was the woman awake at that time, but she heeded my cries to please let me in, potentially putting herself and others in danger and who was she to know I wasn't a 'typical' teenager trying it on in order to rob her or whatever else a lot of people think. She let me in and the man ran off into the distance having almost caught me up. She let me call my parents, and the police. I am forever grateful to her, it was terrifying.

I was driving home one night after meeting a friend - 10pm, pitch dark and literally pouring with heavy rain. I stupidly took a rural back road as it was usually quicker, went round a bend and hit a huge flood of water that flooded my engine....i was about 1ft deep in water, had no mobile (I was 19) and with barely any idea where I was, it was so so dark and couldn't see any house lights anywhere... I was having a complete panic attack about half an hour later when a van pulled up behind me, stopped and a very heavy stocky man got out. I was initially terrified, then saw the home tune or similar sign writing on his van! This lovely lovely chap stood knee deep in freezing water and in the pouring rain sorting my car out and wouldn't take a penny off me. I rang the number on the van the next day and got his wife, who said he'd go mad if I tried to pay, he was only glad to pull up behind me and be able to help. I've never forgotten such kindness on a horrid horrid night.

Can I have two, I've remembered another one.

I was bunking off school aged 12/13. I did it often. I was overweight, hated myself, hated school and my Dad was an emotionally(and sometimes physically) abusive bully. I was miserable. I just used to get on buses and ride around and then catch one home around the usual time I would get home. Only this time I mixed things up and ended up miles from home without any further money.

I don't remember how but at a bus stop I got talking to two elderly ladies who gave me enough change to make sure I could get home and were just so kind and concerned and made me feel very guilty for what I was doing, but also that I was worthy of kindness. I've never forgotten it and I didn't skip school again.