Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 4/3/2013 (1178 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
I am 73 years old. At the end of September, I sustained a serious leg fracture and foot dislocation. I now walk without aids, but slowly. A few weeks ago, I was twice inspired by teenage boys chivalry.
Three lads arrived at the door at the Sals, just ahead of my husband and I. I motioned them in, but they stood back, while one held the door for us.
Another day, at Applebees, a young man was dashing out the door as we were about to enter. He took a step back to hold the door open for us.
I wish I knew these fella’s names. They are a credit to themselves, but a credit as well to their parents.
— Eleanor Cramp