This afternoon we have been to Sainsbury's. DH did two lovely things:
- He found the Mint Magnums- the new flavour I have been craving to try (12 weeks pregnant so feel I can pass off greed for icecream as a craving)
- There was a very old, frail, lady being helped with a shopping basket by a member of staff through the checkout. As I was packing our stuff I noticed DH had wandered off. I saw him helping her to a bench and sitting down next to her.
When I finished packing I went across and he introduced us. Her name was Elisabeth. She was 95. She told me she does her shopping every day and the staff always help her. We had a chat about lots of things- how kind people are as you get older, what she did at university, how she manages. She must have been stunning as a young woman- she is still beautiful- and she was just lovely. DH asked how she got there and back every day and she said she gets a taxi. She asks the staff to order it after she has sat for a bit. He insisted we could drop her off at home. He went and got the car and put everyone's shopping in then she took his arm and we went out, he helped her in and drove her home. When we got there he took her and the bags in, made her a cup of tea and put the shopping away. Then gave her our phone number incase she ever needed anything. He w just amazing - kind, not patronising, even had a little flirt with her. When he was in the kitchen, she said to me
'Ooh he's lovely isn't he- a bit like a young Ted Hughes. I do like a Yorkshireman with all their bluff charm. You are lucky'
I didn't mention his less attractive habits
I am so proud of him this afternoon. He just treats everyone with respect. Love him to bits.