Around 5.30 this evening myself and the missus were walking up home in the rain (we'd taken the dog for a walk and popped in at her mums and her sisters as you do). As we got off the main road an elderly lady shouted us for help. Very small and frail she was, with her little bag on wheels. "can you help me please, I'm scared you see, can you take me home?" Turns out she lives on our street, a few doors down (we've only been here a month) and so we walked her home, saw her into the house etc. She'd fell asleep earlier, and when she woke up she remembered she needed her pension from the post office. That was around 4pm I think. But after she got it and came out to the darkness and stormy weather, busy street full of people and cars she panicked and asked us for help. It's probably a nothing story to you lot. But I felt like sharing it because it made me realise how little you have to do to make a big difference to someone else. As r lass said after we left her settled at home, "I'd have walked her the other side of the village if that's where she lived" and I agreed. It's the little - often trivial - things that get me. They're bigger than we at times appreciate.
I have a family member who is in a wheelchair and he struggles to get about, and he said its the little things that mean the most, like the other week when he couldn't get in a shop and a little lad of about 8/10 years old with 3 or 4 of his mates said whats up mister are you going in the shop or what, he replied i can't get up the step i'm waiting to catch the attention of the shopkeeper so i can ask him to serve me out here, with out hesitation the little lad said what do you want i'll get it for ya. he said i could have cried he was expecting a bit of s******ing and cheek and got more help from a little boy then he dose most adults
Good to hear, Nightmare. There's more good stories out there than bad but they don't make for good reading or good viewing on TV, apparently.
I feel that I need to tell you that I know the old lady in question and she regularly sucks on her Werthers before putting it back in the cupboard
Christ! I'm surprised she wasn't like Linford Christie when she saw thee approaching my mate....seriously tho nice gesture Pal and like you say something that might see so trivial to some people would have meant the world to her, bless her, take a bow son
Nice story. A few years ago my grandparents broke down returning home from a night out. Both in their 80's, no mobile and stuck on some road in the middle of nowhere quite late on..... Some random stranger drove past and saw them. He drove his wife home then returned to my grandparents. He picked them up, drove my Grandma home, returned my Grandad to his car, rang a mechanic he knew, waited with with my grandad for the mechanic to turn up and fix the car, then followed my grandad home to make sure he got back safe. Then just drove off in to the night like some sort of hero. In fact **** it, he was a hero.
I once offered to help an old lady with her bags in farmfoods at Selby thinking shed parked in the car park outside as she had a few tins and bottles of pop. In actual fact she told me half way to her house with the shopping (fingers were dropping off by now) she normally gets a taxi but since I had so kindly offered she thought she would save the taxi money for the bingo instead. Lovely old lass but it took nearly an hour to walk half a mile.....she did give me a can of mackesons for my trouble though.
Good of you to assist, but you can see how some Bar-stewards would take advantage of the poor old lady.
Definitely. Had I been a first class scumbag, I could have had her pension and everything of value in her house. But thankfully, she asked us. I'm going to pop down later and see if she wants owt from the shop while I'm there.