I read a happy story today in the Stockport Express: a seventy-year old waiter was given a car by a customer. The paper ran the headline, What a tip*; but it wasn’t given as a tip:
Carlos Alarcon, who works at Piccolino in Bramhall, had his Nissan Sunny stolen from outside his house in Didsbury. The 70-year-old was struggling to get to work – having to catch two buses each way. But when regular customer Tony Howard heard about his plight, he decided he had to help. So he gave Mr Alarcon a second-hand Mitsubishi car for free – because he thought the waiter was ‘a nice guy’.
Tony Howard was being a really nice guy himself. You can read the whole story here.
I admire a man still working past retirement age; but hope it isn’t because he has to. Mr Alarcon’s age isn’t relevant to the story, but the papers almost always include a subject’s age; and if they don’t, readers always wonder what it is. I suppose it gives us context.
I was reminded of an episode of Bread, a British comedy series from the Eighties, about a loveable bunch of benefit scroungers. They wouldn’t be loveable now, of course, because Britain’s hard-pressed tax payers are fed up with benefit scroungers.
Adrian Boswell, redundant and humiliated to find himself having to sign on, doesn’t want to tell his age and rambles about why newspapers always include ages: Mr So-and-So, seventy-three, was run down by a horse, concluding…and they never tell you the age of the horse. He makes a fair point – why don’t they tell you the age of the horse?
The most telling part of the exchange, however, comes towards the end:
Adrian: Why does it matter how old I am?
Martina: Because how old you are, is how long you live. And how long you live, is how long we pay you. And how long we pay you, Mr Boswell…matters.
I suspect that if Bread was made now, almost thirty years on, all sympathy would lie with the Benefits Agency, not the Boswell family.
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*Fancy that – a newspaper which stretches the truth; whoever heard of such a thing?
What a lovely story. There’s still good in this world after all!
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Gives you hope, doesn’t it?
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A wonderful story, warms the cockles…
I think we always were on the side of Martina! Joey drove a Jag and the rest weren’t short of a bob or two.
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It was great tv in the early days; but it went on too long.
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How old is the car?
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Good one! 😀
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There is still some good people around.
I remember Bread, it was a hilarious show, I loved it!
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I did, too; my FIL used to tape it and send it to us.
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I remember Bread very well .It was one of our favourite programmes.
Joey was my favourite,
And you are right nowadays it would not be so popular… very much like Til Death us do Part and Alf Garnett.
They don’t make ’em like that anymore
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Most British comedy is rubbish these days 😦
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Not my idea of funny. The only one I like is Outnumbered with those ultra-clever children.
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I’ve seen one episode; it was okay.
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Lovely story
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That’s what I thought 🙂
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What a wonderful story! And I too wonder why the age of people is always given in a story.
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Glad it’s not just me 🙂
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I admire people who work hard even at their old age. It respect them for trying to be of help to our country. I see a lot of younger people who prefer not to work just because the govt doles out money to them. Why sweat when you can get free kind of people. The man in this story deserves the blessing from the good hearted man. Their story should be an inspiration to all. Love the post.
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It;s good to read about kindness instead of greed and me-me-me people.
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This gives one hope that the good in this world will always prevail. Now if we could only find the bloke who stole the car. Bamboo shoots up the fingernails would be a good starting point for his punishment.
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An old car to a car thief; a lifeline to the owner. It’s just wicked.
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Wow! Cool story.
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Loved the story…brightened my day.
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That was the hope 🙂 There’s too much misery in the world.
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Granny is off to find a job as a waitress!!!
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I wish I’d thought of that!
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This pulled at my heart strings, and it’s stories like these that keeps my hope with mankind. Thanks for sharing! Have shared your entry in Twitter!
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Thanks! I appreciate it 🙂
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As cub retorters we were taught : NAOA: Name, Address, Occupation, Age. Four things you never left out of your report.
I never thought to ask, why the age? I suppose it can change a news story. If the car was given to a youngster would the story have the same pull?
Nice gift, Tilly 🙂
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I think it would; it’s the generosity that’s so heartwarming, especially after last week’s greed frenzy.
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‘I like this story,’ said Pseu, who lives in Oxfordshire, and is a part time nurse, wife, mother, and among other things a writer. She is aged 50, and would very much love to give such a generous gift. See Cindy’s blog 🙂
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I love that you said ‘give’ and not ‘get’ 🙂
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Warms the heart – especially these days.
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Lovely, isn’t it? And the number of people saying so proves to me that good news would sell papers as well.
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What a thoughtful act and a happy story… See, this is why I love the positive; it cheers up both the cynical and the happy types.
Phew… glad I’m finally catching up on posts I missed… I’ve been battling pneumonia and household changes as my children go off to college; I am grateful for God’s grace and the love/support in my life. 🙂 TY Tilly!
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I’m sorry to hear that, Elizabeth. Hope you’re feeling much better.
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Love this, Tilly – there are many good people around – we just don’t hear about them that often – Thanks 🙂
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Wonderful story. Thanks, TillyB.
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That’s the best story I’ve heard all week, thanks for sharing. Should we ask what the mileage is on the car?
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It was quite a few years old but it was still better than the car that was stolen, apparently.
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