tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post6897258102687191274..comments2011-01-27T18:04:11.498ZKen Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-12880107221735304472008-10-28T23:44:00.000Z2008-10-28T23:44:00.000ZThanks for all your kind comments on this. If I comment individually, like I always love to do, I will blush myself to death.<BR/><BR/>Like I said, it was the best I ever done so it's all downhill, story-wise from here.<BR/><BR/>That makes 'em funnier though :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-44944627663903133262008-10-28T16:32:00.000Z2008-10-28T16:32:00.000ZNice story, Ken!Petra Voegtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15871565282521663165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-6766566784340267672008-10-28T04:26:00.000Z2008-10-28T04:26:00.000Zyou are a very nice person,God Bless Your Heart!FickleMindedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15500643926479383496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-65043062183188294372008-10-28T00:37:00.000Z2008-10-28T00:37:00.000ZI really enjoyed reading this.<BR/><BR/>I once won a tenner on the UK lottery, but I did nothing to deserve it.Dominic Rivronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02618013365521035400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-55176579902367227402008-10-27T23:11:00.000Z2008-10-27T23:11:00.000ZI love stories like this. Your kindness was acknowledged by you winning 2 Euros. Congratulations. I'm happy to hear it happened to a decent man.<BR/><BR/>Tashatashabudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17707659728810975773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-6785698244971021012008-10-27T17:44:00.000Z2008-10-27T17:44:00.000ZGorgeous story. <BR/><BR/>I particularly love the little kick at the end. <BR/><BR/>But no, that's not what I would have done in that situation: I would have been all eye-rolly because the old guy was holding up the queue and I really wanted my Moro and Cidona. So yes, you are unusually helpful. Live with it ;)Fiendishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06427088675092430747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-21553417316446746352008-10-27T13:57:00.000Z2008-10-27T13:57:00.000Zawesome story.Canuckleheadhttp://www.canucklehead.ca/blog/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31794209223190254182008-10-27T13:08:00.000Z2008-10-27T13:08:00.000ZGreat story, makes you think, what's the best we've all ever done??<BR/>Just a note...my mom is 84, this past summer she told me she picked up a girl walking down the street and offered her a ride home. Mom lives in a dangerous neighborhood, so I said, you should be careful, giving rides to strangers could be dangerous, she said, "it was nearly 100 degrees and she was wearing a Walmart uniform, what's the worst that could happen, I'm 84? I thought, good point!<BR/>Thank's for the story Ken!author 101http://www.blogger.com/profile/16575560533081045606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-42408420799158929632008-10-27T10:15:00.000Z2008-10-27T10:15:00.000ZMargaret: "Twas the other gentleman who's horn you were blowing" Obviously, I deny everything. :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-35867805639556782792008-10-26T23:49:00.000Z2008-10-26T23:49:00.000ZKen, I'm pretty sure you're wrong about just doing what anyone would have done in that situation. Most of the time I wander around so much in my own little world that I wouldn't have even noticed the man or his predicament. <BR/><BR/>But then again, as and American I consider it my sworn duty to be as self-centered as possible.Mikehttp://www.celtophilia.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-60391874164924984762008-10-26T23:18:00.000Z2008-10-26T23:18:00.000ZHi Ken, wow! it was indeed the best thing you ever did. Of all your stories, this touched me the most. Going out of your way to help a stranger speaks of a noble heart...eherm...not, don't let that go into your head.<BR/><BR/>Happy blogging and God bless you.jenaislehttp://gewgawwritings.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-30367413099506370962008-10-26T21:25:00.000Z2008-10-26T21:25:00.000ZAhhh thanks for the definition! <BR/><BR/>No, you were not blowing your own horn at all with your tale. <BR/><BR/>Twas the other gentleman who's horn you were blowing, but the goodness of your share of the deed came out from under that bushel you were trying to hide it under.<BR/><BR/>ê¿êMargarethttp://www.msns-blogs.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-69784531073814357022008-10-26T20:50:00.001Z2008-10-26T20:50:00.001ZCold showers all round...<BR/><BR/>Nice story.<BR/>xRachel Foxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11803852725693518924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-71245246142506039762008-10-26T20:50:00.000Z2008-10-26T20:50:00.000ZHi Margaret, Thanks. I'm a bit embarrassed, really. When I posted this, I never saw it as an 'aren't I great' story, I just liked how light on excess words it was. Now I seem to be blowing me own trumpet when, in actuality, I don't think many people would have done any less in the circumstances of those poor men and the few minutes required to at least help a little.<BR/><BR/>Google nothing while I am around my dear! :) Lucozade is a yellow glucose based fizzy drink. It was almost de-rigour to bring a bottle to sick folk in hospital when I was young. It used to have lovely see through yellow wrapping around the bottle and if you held it up to the light, the whole world looked Golden and Magical. Alas sometimes it is not.Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-80911978446600593332008-10-26T20:00:00.000Z2008-10-26T20:00:00.000ZAh Ken -- what a great guy you are. Wish there were more of you around. The world seems to be in short supply right now.<BR/><BR/>I know I can google it, but just what is Lucozade for those of us from 'cross the pond....<BR/><BR/>ê¿êMargarethttp://eyespi20.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-21484959067386625262008-10-26T17:52:00.000Z2008-10-26T17:52:00.000ZHa! Thanks Jim for a very welcome perspective.<BR/><BR/>See, if he's wanted 'that' I'd have known exactly where to bring him. :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.kenwriting.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-18459644129340029032008-10-26T17:34:00.000Z2008-10-26T17:34:00.000ZNow, if his dying friend had been looking for one last shag this could have been a very different story indeed. (Sorry, I've been over at Rachel's blog and they're all talking about sex and I can't get my mind out of the gutter).Jim Murdochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-51418021652777467762008-10-26T15:02:00.000Z2008-10-26T15:02:00.000ZHi Daisy: 'Didn't mean to make you leak. You have nine lives so you don't have to be anxious about mortality issues as of yet. <BR/><BR/>Hi Hope: You are right.<BR/><BR/>Debbie darlin': I *am* pretty okay but I have my moments - don't we all? :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.kenwriting.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-89301231612580133342008-10-26T13:54:00.000Z2008-10-26T13:54:00.000Zjust when I think you are the nicest person ever, you tell a story like this and I realize you are even nicer.Debbiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15059528663560612371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-25546466360136707902008-10-26T13:43:00.000Z2008-10-26T13:43:00.000ZKindness is rewarded in the most interesting ways. :)hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03306622656461205674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-10000785247205158182008-10-26T11:00:00.000Z2008-10-26T11:00:00.000ZThat story made my eyes leak, just a little bit.Daisyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00412703583921658038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-89610649262916206622008-10-26T09:42:00.000Z2008-10-26T09:42:00.000ZHi Susan: It was! The only Lucozade in town, that night.Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-19560084358741478722008-10-26T09:21:00.000Z2008-10-26T09:21:00.000ZPlease God, when I'm dying, I hope I have such a good friend as that man, and you! what a great story!<BR/><BR/>Was that the service station by Horkan's garden centre? They're always good.Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10385202649291774852noreply@blogger.com