The Kindness of Strangers

Stranded
On Thursday I was among the thousands of hapless commuters stranded because of the storms.

I managed to catch the very last train from Cambridge to Ely, only to discover when I got there that there were no onward buses, contrary to what I'd been told.

A Trip to Casualty
I'd already rung Joe to see if he could come and collect me but he had to take Lola to Casualty as she'd torn the muscles in her neck and her arm was horribly swollen.

Tara to the Rescue
I was wondering what on earth to do when a fellow commuter, whose name I now know to be Tara, offered me a lift home.

Tara and I see each other every day but don't really know each other. So when she offered to give me a lift home with her partner, Steve, I was both surprised and delighted, especially as it meant going several miles out of their way.

It just goes to show that in spite of all the bad things you hear, there are some very kind people out there, and Tara is definitely one of them.

Painkillers and a Sling
After two hours in Casualty, Lola was sent home with her arm in a sling and an instruction to take painkillers - I was relieved it wasn't more serious.

Home at Last
Walking through my own front door never felt so good. Joe and the children were relieved to see me home and I felt exhausted but extremely happy to be home. In the end I was only 45 minutes later than usual which wasn't bad at all. I could have been stranded for hours.

So thank you Tara and Steve.

It was a very kind thing you did and I won't forget it.