There is no hidden deep meaning in this blog.  Really.  In fact, no deep meaning at all.  Its provenance was a far from lofty experience – me popping up to the corner shop on a Sunday morning to purchase some much-needed sustenance for my beloved after his rather heavy/previous day and night out watching international rugby.  OK, maybe a little bit of loftiness – my early morning foray was in truth bordering on near saint-like status.  The things I do for love!  But, I digress.

The story.

On coming out of the shop I observed 3 men pushing a car for a stranded driver.  The car definitely wasn’t firing on all cylinders – any cylinders in fact.  It took only a minute or less for our knights of the road to steer their car into a safe space, and they did it swiftly, fairly easily and with good grace and humour.

A simple story, yes.  But simple acts of kindness should never be underestimated or unappreciated.

It did my heart good.  Happy Sunday.