Recently I was carrying a large box to mail at the post office, and the bottom collapsed, spilling its contents all over the floor. I hastily locked the pram I was wheeling with my other hand, and bent down to start picking things up. A woman’s voice called out and soon her cheery presence was next to me, helping me to carry the gaping box and its contents to the post office. There she helped me to tape up the box and repack everything. In my haste I hadn’t even realised I had been standing with a baby and stuff on the ground right in the middle of a driveway leading to a car park. She really was my angel that day.
Great update Mel! Love your thoughts, sensitivity and writing style. Hmm, I wonder if that big box was the one enroute to the Philippines - eeek! xx