Random Acts of Kindness: Your Stories
Random Acts of Kindness Day is 17 February, so HIP is publishing some of the kind and thoughtful actions that our readers have experienced – both here and at sea. Thanks for sending them in!
If you are inspired to share the love on the 17th (or any other day), let us know how it went and we’ll publish that too. Here is a selection of stories from grateful people (who we’ve left anonymous).
“Thanks to the kind man who offered me his last poo bag when me and the dog got caught short in St Leonards Gardens today!”
“A few years ago, there was such a fierce easterly wind in Norman Rd that my elderly mother had to cling on to a lamppost to avoid being blown over. A kind man took her arm and helped her to the top of the road where it was less windy.”
“I’m thankful to the person who gave me their DayRider ticket because they didn’t need it.”
“As an older man with a stick, I’m so grateful to the many people who leap to their feet as soon as I get on the bus. Just yesterday, a young woman with a pushchair and carrying a baby offered me her seat. Fortunately, I could decline as I noticed a couple of seats further along.”
“Thank you to the people who found my daughter’s dog when he wandered off, took him out to The Cove pub for lunch and then brought him home.”
“A ten-pound note dropped out of my pocket without me noticing. A very nice and honest person picked it up and ran after me to give it back.”
“I was on a 12-hour ferry crossing between Cork and Swansea with my two children and we were all pretty exhausted. Suddenly, three full English breakfasts appeared on the table in front of us. Someone had thought we looked in need of a good meal and bought them for us!”
“I bought a bedside cabinet from a shop in Robertson street and was struggling to carry it home to my flat in Queens Road when a man who was walking beside me offered to carry it for me.”
“Walking up London Road feeling a bit glum, a young man I barely knew hailed me with a big smile. I must have communicated my gloom in some way as he gave me a big hug. (And me a seventy-four-year-old man.) A welcome piece of sunshine.”
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