Especially when I flung myself out of your car, only to realise some 5 minutes or so later that I had taken your diary with me, and then rang random numbers of the people in your diary that you may or may not have had appointments with on the same day. Only for you to return with a look of despair as you realised what had happened and definitely must have regretted that our paths ever crossed! All of this seems long-winded but I can assure you readers, this all happened in a flash and a blur. My next Good Samaritan arrived in the form of John from Dyers Funeral Directors. In the comforting manner that he always is, and that one looks for, when dealing with a world turned upside down. We arrived at the crematorium ahead of time, and my composure regained – few would have known any different. Post service, I was returned to my abandoned car, John went to fit my emergency tyre, so that I could at least get to my next service in another 2 hours’ time only to find out that I didn’t have a locking wheel nut removal tool. My heart sank. This was an item that could only be purchased from the car dealership. No locking wheel nut removal tool = no change of tyre = up the creek without a paddle (so they say). I’ll try and make the rest of this story shorter for you and cut to the chase. Dearest John, my extra special Good Samaritan of the day, not only managed to work some miracle and pump my flat tyre sufficiently, but he followed me some 15 miles to the car dealership (they had to order the item but match it to my car before they could do so), he also followed me to my next funeral at a different crematorium that was not arranged by his firm, stayed with me, kept me company for the whole afternoon while I waited for the locking wheel nut and ensured that I got home safely. I left home at 09h30 and returned at 17h30. He stayed with me the whole time.