Early one morning, I drove past a broken-down car on a remote lane with two men staring worriedly at the gently-steaming engine.
I stopped and offered a lift. The older chap asked hesitantly if I was going near the local hospital. I wasn't, but I took him anyway, and as he got out he said 'Thank you so much, you've saved my life!'

I laughed and drove off. On the way home I took a detour to see if the younger bloke was sorted yet. This was before mobile phones so I soon met him walking along in search of a phone box.

I picked him up and on the way he told me that Dad hadn't been joking about saving his life. He'd been running his father to the hospital for an operation when the car broke down. No wonder they'd looked worried! He was relieved that his Dad was on time. I hope it all went well after that.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 14 Feb 2012, 0:07, 3 replies)

This is really nice...

Have a big hearty click.
( Pooflake braces for an onslaught..., Tue 14 Feb 2012, 0:38, closed)

Aww, thank you!

(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 14 Feb 2012, 0:49, closed)

You definitely deserve a big 'S' on the front of your shirt.

(boozehound is drinking your bar dry, Tue 14 Feb 2012, 9:28, closed)