Someone was just very kind to me

[Sairelou]

I'm still feeling a bit emotional about it too!

I took DCs to Morrisons cafe as we needed a couple of bits on the way home from the park and they were getting hungry. I went to pay and my contactless card wasn't working I couldn't remember my PIN either and after a couple of tries I was getting really flustered and hoping the ground would swallow me up. Typically I had left my credit card at home and no cash on me. I went to get DS who was sitting down at a nearby table to leave (bracing myself for the inevitable tantrum, understandably!) and the gentleman behind me in the queue offered to pay for our lunch!

I've put something on my FB page and hoping to track him down so I can repay him and I will certainly do the same if I see anyone else in that situation (provided I can remember my sodding PIN).

I was travelling back from London with the DC when they were both toddlers. I was feeling very emotional as I'd been to an event for bereaved children and as I was newly widowed my head was spinning. Got to the railway station and to my dismay the train that I was to catch, and had booked seats on was full of drunk rugby fans who were on the train as the previous one had been cancelled. The train manager cheerfully informed me that all seat reservations were "null and void". I was fighting tears and the DCs were about to kick off......
We got on the train and were stood by the buffet car when two burly blokes in Wales tops beckoned us into first class. They gave you their seats and me and the DC gratefully sat down. Coffee for me and drinks for the DCs appeared out of nowhere and they chatted gently to me (seeing I was so upset) until I got to my stop. When I arrived, then unloaded me, the DCs the buggy and the suitcase onto the platform and wished me well, refusing all offers of payment for the food. This was 10 years ago and I've never forgotten them. This thread is great, I think most people are intrinsically good but we only hear about the bad.

I was 38 weeks pregnant and on crutches with SPD. I took DS1 (2) to Morrison's cafe for lunch as it was one of the few places I could still physically get to, and getting out of the house broke the day up for us.

When we came out, he wanted to go into the main part of the shop to look at the toys, but I had to refuse him as it was too far to go. He had a humdinger of a tantrum on the floor at the entrance of the cafe. I couldn't bend down to him any more. After several minutes it was clear that the tantrum was showing no signs of wearing off, and a lovely old couple offered to distract him by picking him up and carrying him to the rides. They even insisted on putting some money in for him. A few minutes later, he'd cheered up sufficiently that he could walk out to the car. I was totally dependent on his will to walk by then. I've felt grateful to them for 4 years now

I've dropped a phone in a public place twice now, and it's been handed in. Once to a pub, another time to a nearby shop and I successfully got them back

There are more kind people in the world than not.

That's lovely to hear, some b*tch reversed into my car today and drove off; I was parked in my car at the time and she shouted out of her window that it was my fault because she didn't see my car. The police are onto it now but I needed to hear that people can be nice.

damnedgrubble some for you

DS has got Inside Out on the TV, that combined with these stories means I am in serious danger of sobbing.

Many years ago when I was working in Bath, I used to park my car on one of the few streets that didn't have double yellows all the way down it. Walking back to my car after work one day from a distance I could see something on the windscreen, thought it was a ticket and was getting ready to be mightily ranty (colleague was walking with me as I was giving her a lift home). Got to car, retrieved paper from under the wiper to discover that someone had driven in to my car during the day (accidentally) and caused a fair amount of damage (I'd not even noticed the humongous dent and knackered front wheel as I'd been so focussed on the suspected parking ticket!) and had the decency to leave a note, apologising and with all insurance details etc. The car wasn't driveable, required a truck to lift it and take it to repairs place, my colleague stayed with me until the car was collected and she was sure I would get home safely. So many folks would have hit and run, the fact this person owned up to it and was so apologetic too was a rare and welcome find!

Me and my daughter had front row seats for a show and willingly swaped. A disabled couple had accidently sat in somebody elses seats thinking they were on the front row, but they should have been on the row behind. When the attendant checked the tickets they were quite embarassed about the mix up. As they would have struggled up the two 2 steps and to seats in the middle of the row we offered to swap and they were very grateful.
This small gesture made me and my dd both feel very happy, after all, someone once said, it is better to give than receive, and he gave his life! Xx

Lovely lovely stories. Three times I've lost something (a phone, a handbag, a wallet) and the person who found it has made a real effort to track me down and hand it back. I'm so grateful. It's a nice reminder that there are so many lovely, kind and thoughtful people out there.

When I was a trainee teacher it was advised you visited a school before applying for a job there. One school had a job going and had some very specific times they allowed trainee visits.

I was there as one of a group of 6 trainees visiting and we were all sitting in the reception area as one member was late. The head 'who was a dick btw' was getting incredibly irate about this. He kept ranting on and on about 'the youth of today don't understand what professionalism is' and 'why would we want to employ someone who is clearly incompetent and dense - he reasoned aloud that surely you must be dense if you didn't realise his was a bad first impression.'

Finally this girl arrives looking flustered, a hole in the knee of her tights and holding something balled up in her hand. The head barely gave her time to breathe before commencing the tour. The demeanour of the staff quickly showed how well they liked the head! (Not at all)

We reached the end of the tour and he asked 'Any questions?' The late girl replied, 'have you got a medical bin?' The head barked 'of course'. She replied that she had some medical gloves and gauze hat needed disposing off, she was late as she had stopped to help someone who had been in a traffic accident and had used her own medical supplies to help them out until the ambulance came.

The deputy head had been listening and took the things from her and told her how great it was she had helped.

We were all contacted by the deputy a month later to say the head had now left (forcibly removed I found out later) and if we would like to reconsider applying the job was still open!

Awr that's lovely xx

I once sobbed in a cab travelling to Great Ormond Street to get to ex-DP who had just been told his 3 year old son was dying. The cabbie refused to take the fare for the journey and I have never forgotten that act of kindness.

I was rescued by some ramblers today! I had taken DS and Spuddog to the woods, to a bit we hadn't walked around before. Came round a corner and there were three trees down across the path (Doris casualties I guess). I managed to squeeze around the first fine but the next two were a bit more challenging. But I didn't have time to turn back as I had to get DS home in time to nap!

Just as I was contemplating how best to hump the massive pram over the trees, a group of ramblers passed along a path a hundred yards or so away, looked over to me and two ladies came marching over and helped me to manhandle the pram over the obstacles And as a result we got home on time for a nap!

Sometimes, people are kind

Two people were kind to me today.

DH took the DC to school; I went outside to click the toddler in and empty the cat litter.

Once he'd driven off, I realised he'd automatically locked the front door, leaving me the wrong side and my keys and phone inside.

A man was over the road collecting a skip. He lent me his phone to ring DH, but he didn't answer.

NDN came home, and helped me climb over the fence - apologising for not having pruned the brambles - and made sure he saw me through the back door (thank God for having needed to let the cat out) before he went about his day.

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When I was reading this thread DH ran in "OH MY GOD WHAT'S HAPPENED" because I was sobbing so loudly.

Lovely, lovely stories, all of them but rose millionaires really finished me off. I agree with those who said it would make a wonderful book/film

A few years ago I crashed my car. Aquaplaned and rolled it over. I was unhurt but very shaken up, I was trying to climb out of the passenger door that was now facing upwards. So many cars just drove by, it was dark and I wasn't sure if the car was safe or balancing over a ditch. But one car did stop, a lovely family. I was helped out of the car and put omptly put in their's. The. Eat person was the son, he was only 9, but chatted to me and looked after me, making sure I was alright, whilst his parents directed traffic and called 999. They disappeared when the ambulance arrived and I never got their names. I often think of them, and how lucky I was that they were passing. So many cars just drove by and they must have seen me waving out of a car on its side! The lad was just so nice and so caring, he'll go on to great things, I'm sure.
Also, the other week I wasn't in Lidl and an area manager gave my DD a free toy from a magazine they were throwing out. Only a small thing, but she loves the toy and they could have easily just binned it, but instead gave it to her! Sometimes it's the little things.

When Ds1 was a toddler on bike and dd2 a baby in a pram I took them both to Greenwich park using the underground tunnel, managed ok until we got to the other side and found he lift was out of operation. A lovely kind couple asked if I needed any help then the man carried ds bike up the stairs and the lady helped me carry dd in the pram up the 100 odd steps. I still remember this act of kindness 12 years on

Just remembered years ago a stranger paid £50 to a taxi driver to take me home when I had missed the last train and it was raining. Lost his number so couldn't send him a present or anything. It was really so kind.

Worship your rose millionaires story is my favourite too. And I bet you were the best thing in that old lady's life too. Beautiful story 💕💕

So I'm sobbing at work and no one knows why! Still this is a lovely thread.
This happened so long ago - the olden days to most of you! When I was 5, I was looking all over the house for my Mom (she was in the basement doing the laundry, but I would never go down there!). Not finding her, I had a thought she would be shopping at the grocers and I set off to find her. There was a very busy street I had to cross and, being 5, I just started to cross without looking. An lady stopped me and asked me where I was going. I told her I was looking for my Mom and I thought she was at the grocers. The lady couldn't get much else out of me so she took me to her apartment and called the police. While we were waiting, she gave me milk and cookies. I told my DB this a while ago and he said it was amazing I wasn't killed as that road was always extremely busy with cars! I am very thankful for that lovely lady.

Years ago, back to my first year of uni. Had to move from campus to a rented flat with a "friend" who turned out to stab the hell out of me (that's another story). No cab would take us with the amount of boxes/suitcases/bags. We were desperate.

Then these guys with a van drive us, carry our suitcases upstairs and help unloading the rest of it. I asked the guy who drove "how much do we owe you?" He looked me in the eye and said "Not everything is about money". And left

This is one I did (but thought it was pretty kind). Years ago when I used to work in London I was on the train home late Friday and the young woman a few rows down starting acting strangely. She was talking to herself and quite confused. I went and sat next to her to ask if she was ok (everyone was looking away or tutting). Turned out she'd just had an epileptic fit and was very disorientated. We were getting off at the same train station so I rung my husband and we drove her home. She's was still totally out of it - must have been to get in car with two strangers! Another time I was walking home from the shops when I saw an old lady hanging on to a lamp post. She had popped out to buy fags but couldn't make it all the way to the shop. I walked her back home and then went to get her fags (I bloody well ended up paying for them too as she had no money when she handed me her purse to take money to pay for them lol). Last one, I was in boots and a woman with mental health problems (was obvious) was shouting and getting upset by the pharmacy. All the shoppers were staring or sniggering. I went up to ask if she was ok and if I could help and she calmed down telling me she'd lost her prescription. The pharmacist came out to thank me and took her to sit down. She said the lady goes in there all time. I love acts of kindness! Oh just thought of one more - took homeless lad home when I was teenager and he ended up staying with us for about four months! That's it - I've got no more lol

1. As an lp, I posted on mumsnet about how my friend and my dm, who were meant to help when I gave birth to dc2 both let me down. A mnetter sent me a private msg offering to help. As I am v untechy, I missed that msg for two years. If she is reading now, thank you.
2. Travelling back late at night from the airport by public transport with a suitcase, toddler in sling and older child asleep on hip. Woman took the wrong train to help me get home.
3. Booked cheap theatre tickets for show up in gods. Later realised elderly relative would find stairs hard. Called box office to ask if there was a lift. There wasn't but they offered to swap out tickets for more expensive ones in the stalls for no extra money.

Love these stories.

When my twins were tiny I had to take my ds (3) to a routine hospital appt. I was trying to keep my twins in a schedule to get some rest, and cut it fine to catch a bus to the appt. Couldn't get on bus with double buggy as there was already a pram on. Frustrated and a bit teary (but my own fault), I got a cab at the rank next to the bus stop, and when we got to the hospital, the cabbie wouldn't let me pay a penny. He had seen me at the bus stop and wanted to help.

A year later and one of my twins had a wee emergency - I jumped in a cab with one twin in a sling and asked to go to A&E (different hospital). Cabbie wouldn't let me pay, then he said he was the same guy who taken me before with my ds and twins a year earlier. He said he'd never charge to take a kid to hospital.

I still wouldn't recognise him as was pretty wound up both times, but kind gestures like that make a big difference and I won't forget them.

I had an appointment near my daughters school a while ago and didn't have time to go home and walk back up in between so I was wandering around wasting time (45 minute wait) when it started raining, an old lady who lives near the school got off the bus struggling with her shopping and umbrella so knowing she didn't live far i offered her a hand. She asked if i was sure I had time so I explained what i was doing, she invited me in and made me a hot chocolate and gave me the tastiest home made carrot cake I have ever had, she said it was a secret family recipe and we chatted about DD's school doing a cookery competition. Then when it was time to go she lent me an umbrella. When I picked DD up that afternoon we nipped round to return her umbrella and she handed me a tin, inside was a small, still warm carrot cake and the recipe, beautifully written with pictures and child proof instructions, with a note telling me to teach DD to make it. DD made it and won the cake competition.

Oh, I've remembered another couple! Both flat tyre ones. The first some years ago, on my way to a Physio appointment so I was hobbling around a bit. I was just contemplating jacking the car up and a bloke in a tractor covered in chicken shit pulled over, seized the tyre iron and sorted it out for me.

The second was more recent, in the pouring rain with DS and Spuddog in the car. DS was wailing, I was exhausted and Spuddog was soaked through, and had to be taken out of the boot so I could get to the spare wheel, so the car was being smeared in mud. I'd ended up pulled over in a farm gateway and a bloke who was obviously on his way home from work on said farm jumped out and changed the wheel for me. He got soaked! And it was a pig of a job too, the car fell off the jack once (fortunately before he'd taken the wheel off).

Lovely blokes, both