Great eight

My toddler was at day care and I had my four-month-old with me.

After making a mad dash getting my usual bargains, I hauled my full trolley back to my car, dodging puddles and hoping to miss the rain. I searched through my over-filled bag for the car keys, checked again, then with a sinking heart looked inside the car; there were my keys in the ignition.

Here came my first of eight people who stopped to help me. I told the guy collecting the trolleys what I had done and jokingly asked if he was any good at breaking into cars.

Straight away, he tried to think of someone who might be able to help me and went off in search. He came back a few minutes later with two guys, one being a mechanic with a vehicle full of tools and plenty of patience.

These men stayed with me until they got me back my car.

In the meantime, I was given a waterproof pram cover to put over my baby by one thoughtful mum and an umbrella by another sweet passer-by.

An elderly couple then wandered over and let us try their key from the same make car, having been in a similar situation once before.

That didn’t work but was really nice of them to try.

Finally, one kind man offered to leave his car open in case it rained hard so that I could jump in. I couldn’t believe everyone’s generosity. Eight people took time to help me for which I was so grateful.

In a world of negative news, I wanted to report my experience to pay my respect to the kind and helpful people of Perth.

Being far from my family and experiencing postnatal depression, this meant even more to me and I totally agree with my kind ‘carjacker’ when he said, ‘what goes around comes around’.

Thank you to you all.

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