What is the kindest thing a stanger has done for you?

[grannyinapram]

I'll start-

When I had my first baby I used to avoid going to my local shop because the door was really heavy and I always struggled to push the pram through it.
One night I was walking with the pram toward the big heavy door, then a little girl got out of a car in the car park and she ran over and opened the door for me. Then she ran back to the car! She wasn't close either, she came all the way Iver just for me.
Beautifully kind little girl.

Another time I was walking with my baby and my toddler in the rain, it came down heavy and we were all soaked (except baby with the rain cover)
someone stopped their car and offered me their umbrella. They couldn't tell because my face was soaked but I shed a tear. Wonderful lady.

Another time it was quite the opposite- it was a boiling hot summers day and I was walking with my then about 1 year old in the pram again. he was crying because it was hot. We walked past a hand car wash place and the man washing the car sprayed the hose into the air and gave us a lovely cooling down.

I'm sure I have many more but those are the ones I remember most.

I had horrendous sea sickness on a boat and a lady gave me a tablet to take. She didn't speak English and I couldn't speak her language but she understood my problem and I understood what the tablet was for. (Sounds dodgy but sometimes you just trust people). I felt better not long afterwards and could actually enjoy the rest of the trip. I've never been sea sick before or since and I would have no way to know what I took anyway. But that made a huge difference to me that day.

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One from WW II.

At the start of the war my dad was 2, his father was called up. After basic training he had some leave but had to be in Liverpool for embarkation.

They decided to all go the day before to have a family day and then stay in a B and B.

This was the days of not many people having phones, even B and Bs so you knocked on the door and asked if they had a vacancy.

Obviously lots of other people had the same idea so they didn't have any luck.

They couldn't afford it but tried hotels and ended up at the Adelphi.

I'm not sure how the conversation started, probably them discussing the cost but a man approached them, he was a chef at the Adelphi and was about to start his night shift, this meant he would not be using his bed in his mother's house. He gave them his mother's address and told them to say he had sent them and off they went to stay the night in a stranger's house.

If your grandfather was a chef who gave up his bed in Liverpool in 1940 then thank you, my grandparents were always grateful.

Not really for me but for my grandparents, they are very elderly (93 and 94) so my mum does them a Tesco food shop every week and have done for as long as I’ve been alive I reckon so 25/30 years.

When all the food ran because of idiot bulk shoppers I’m the first lockdown they got a delivery which had less than half of their usual order which is problematic because my grandma had bowel cancer about 10 years ago and can only eat a handful of things now.

Anyway about 5 hours after their delivery came they had a knock on the door and it was their usual delivery drivers for Tesco they’d pooled their money together and gone round every shop they could find to get all the food they were missing and dropped it off for them so they didn’t go hungry for the week.

I’m so grateful for good people who look after our vulnerable people.

I got the news that my beloved mother had suddenly dropped dead without warning whilst I was at a conference in central London. I got on the tube to go to my parents house and tears started silently streaming down my face. I had no tissues in my bag and I was struggling to wipe away my tears. A girl opposite leant forward and gave me a tissue. We never spoke but I was very grateful for her kindness. It was a very tough day.

When I moved into my first home post abusive relationship I had DS1 aged almost 2. That Christmas the old man down the road came round with a big orange and a little gift wrapped present for DS. There was no reason other than kindness for him to do that. He was one of those pensioners who you could set your watch by, had a fixed routine and habits of a lifetime and was a really good neighbour. He passed away a few years ago and is now buried a few places down from my great grandparents so I always go and see him when I visit the cemetery.

@FestiveChristmasLights @ParkheadParadise
So very sorry for your losses and glad that you were shown kindness

The customs officers in the Auckland Airport are legionary.
While waiting to get through customs for our flight, alone with dd1 (then 3) and my 6 month old Dd who picked as we got to the X-ray machine to have a giant Poonami while in the carrier.
She was covered in shit, I was cover in shit and the carrier was covered.
After much laughter Customs from somewhere found a shirt for me, took us to a private bathroom and kept Dd1 entertained while cleaned us up (I had a spares for both kids but not myself) and made sure I got to our flight on time.

@Bbang

Not really for me but for my grandparents, they are very elderly (93 and 94) so my mum does them a Tesco food shop every week and have done for as long as I’ve been alive I reckon so 25/30 years.

When all the food ran because of idiot bulk shoppers I’m the first lockdown they got a delivery which had less than half of their usual order which is problematic because my grandma had bowel cancer about 10 years ago and can only eat a handful of things now.

Anyway about 5 hours after their delivery came they had a knock on the door and it was their usual delivery drivers for Tesco they’d pooled their money together and gone round every shop they could find to get all the food they were missing and dropped it off for them so they didn’t go hungry for the week.

I’m so grateful for good people who look after our vulnerable people.

That's one of the nicest lockdown stories I've heard.

Amazing people and great customer service. What genuingly beautiful people.

And may your grandparents live many more years

@blissfulllife

Some years ago my daughter had an appointment at a children's hospital just before Christmas. There was a brilliant Santa there and I was trying to get her to go to him and say hello but she couldn't get the courage up (she's ASD). After her appointment we were heading for the station when we saw him in the street and he must of heard me use her name at the hospital because he bellowed her name across the street and came over to say "phew I thought I'd missed you" and had a little chat with her. Then he pushed her disability buggy up the road singing while everyone laughed. The day Santa took me for a walk, It's her favourite Christmas memory and I got some lovely pics of them together

That’s really lovely 😊

@FestiveChristmasLights

My baby died in the NICU. A midwife had been looking after me and she came to say goodnight because her shift had ended. I remember she just sat beside me for hours and cuddled me whilst I cried. I’ll never forget how kind she was.

This has made me cry. I'm so sorry for your loss.

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