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My son, who is fourteen and made me a cup of tea without being asked.

Somebody in this circle replied to my first post within an hour. They will not remember. I do.

A stranger held a door and I nearly wept, which tells you what sort of week it has been.

My buddy had a bad week and I had a fine one. Next month it will be the other way round.

My neighbour walked the dog while I was in hospital and would not take anything for it.

Somebody at the pool showed me how to use the hoist for my mother. Ten minutes of her time.

The facilitator who stopped a room of six people talking at once and asked me how I actually was.

My dad rang, which he does not do, and asked one good question.

The woman at the chemist counter, who spent ten minutes with me for nothing.

A locum was brusque and a receptionist was lovely, and the receptionist is the one I remember.

The union rep who sorted out fridge access at work in two emails.