Since I've now admitted in another post to being a crusty old tramp for while,
I'll tell of a charming old fellow who stopped to chat with me while I was cooking a scabby rat (something cheap, maybe spam on a stick) on my campfire.
At this time I was resident in a layby near Downham Market in Norfolk, enjoying the golden splendors of autumn in the fens. I'd been there for about a month, working occasionally with the veg pickers/packers and had all mod cons in my site, to wit, some public bogs and a nice riverside location under some trees with a daily chips and burger van.
Even the local village cop used to drop by and chat, no malice and no hint of getting moved on.

One afternoon an old boy stopped in his Allegro (or replace with alternative old codger-mobile of your choice here) to use the crappers and afterwards wandered over to tell me that he'd noticed me there before.
"Oh great" I thought, -here we fucking go again-, "I've called the council and they'll soon have you removed sonny Jim"-
But it was none of the usual, he sat on a picnic bench, pulled out his pipe and chatted with me for about an hour; asking a lot of questions and not really making much comment on my answers.
We talked of his life too and his time in a POW camp in the war and other adventures, perhaps he was lonely, he told me he was a widower.
Then as suddenly as he had arrived, he stood up, bid me a good day and buggered off, wishing me luck with the future.

The next day the guy who ran the burger van appeared with a bagged meal of healthy sandwiches and a some good old fashioned greasy burgers and chips.
Handing them over with a big grin, he gave me an envelope with 50 quid in it and explained that the old feller had left instructions to give this to me, feed me and offer his best wishes again.
"He paid for the food too, but that's on me mate, so here's another tenner".

No note, no name and I never saw him again. I'll never forget though.
( Infidel , shit and wrong, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 19:24, 9 replies)

That's some top class kindness right there
Jolly good show
( LemonEntryMyDearWatson This time, Moriarty, the hand is on the other foot, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 19:30, closed)

Top notch!
There should be a 'this gives me faith in humanity button', but I clicked I like this instead.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 19:47, closed)

It's obvious, he smoked a pipe
Therefore he was inherently a decent chap.
( Ghoti Fingers, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 21:16, closed)

what a wonderfully cool story
I like this. I tend to think that anonymous kindness is often the the most endearing.
(technocore, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 22:56, closed)

Wonderful story
My bottom lip is all a-quiver. Ahem.
(North Utsira South Utsira, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 23:13, closed)

Awww
Nice old man! If it was today, the allegro would now be a Rover 214si

And I think I know which layback you described too ... drove past it the other day on the way to Kings Lynn :-)
(harrypitta friends with the chilli saucerer, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 23:21, closed)

I think I found it on Google earth!
It's off the A10 near Brandon Creek, looks like they've knocked the toilets down judging by the satellite pic.

52°29'47.15"N 0°21'40.78"E

I'm sure that's it, although it was more than 30 years ago. The cleaner was called Ruby and came from Southery and she used to come and chat to me when she knocked off every night.

What pleasant reminiscence :D
( Infidel , shit and wrong, Tue 14 Feb 2012, 3:10, closed)

That's the one ...
Still there. The chippy van isnt there so often these days, but there are still the public conveniences and picnic benches. On the A10 next to it is a speed camera that is almost always burnt out too :-)
(harrypitta friends with the chilli saucerer, Tue 14 Feb 2012, 22:34, closed)

I'm trying to exercise my rapier wit
but nothing comes to mind, so you have my click for a sweet story.
(the other guy not the one that gave you coochie warts, Mon 13 Feb 2012, 23:26, closed)