Thursday 18 January 2018

Random act of kindness gives hope for future

SO, I'm late for a train home. Leaving the office, I grab whatever's left in the petty cash box and toddle up the Lizzy Road to Balmoral halt, just as the train is pulling in.

After taking a seat on the packed, rush-hour train, the conductor approaches, "Er, where you for, mate?"

Rooting in my pocket, I pull out the stash secured from the petty cash box, while informing him that I am heading for God's Own Country – Moira.

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