Good Samaritan

"Robin Long" <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:<[email hidden]>...

Quoted message said:

Thanks to the rider on the Santa Cruz full sus who gave
me a spare tube today. I stupidly went out round
Rivington Pike without a spare and had a snakebite on a
descent. This generous rider meant I got home in time for
tea. And he wouldn't even take any money off me for it. A
true gent.

I'm sure I don't have to tell you that the way to repay this
debt is through a comparable act of generosity to another
complete stranger.

--
Dave...

(Dave Kahn) said:

Quoted message said:

Thanks to the rider on the Santa Cruz full sus who gave
me a spare tube today. I stupidly went out round
Rivington Pike without a spare and had a snakebite on a
descent. This generous rider meant I got home in time for
tea. And he wouldn't even take any money off me for it. A
true gent.

I'm sure I don't have to tell you that the way to repay
this debt is through a comparable act of generosity to
another complete stranger.

Indeed it is, Dave. My own good deed for the xx/xx/yyyy
happened a few weeks ago. I was on my way to the local shops
when I saw a cyclist fiddling with his bike. He was still
struggling about 30 minutes later when I was returning home.

Fortunately, I had my mighty-multi-mega-tool in my
rucksack. Obviously I stopped and let him use the tool. Off
he went a few minutes later, presumably feeling happier. I
certainly did.

James

(Dave Kahn) said:

Quoted message said:

Thanks to the rider on the Santa Cruz full sus who gave
me a spare tube today. I stupidly went out round
Rivington Pike without a spare and had a snakebite on a
descent. This generous rider meant I got home in time for
tea. And he wouldn't even take any money off me for it. A
true gent.

I'm sure I don't have to tell you that the way to repay
this debt is through a comparable act of generosity to
another complete stranger.

Indeed it is, Dave. My own good deed for the xx/xx/yyyy
happened a few weeks ago. I was on my way to the local shops
when I saw a cyclist fiddling with his bike. He was still
struggling about 30 minutes later when I was returning home.

Fortunately, I had my mighty-multi-mega-tool in my
rucksack. Obviously I stopped and let him use the tool. Off
he went a few minutes later, presumably feeling happier. I
certainly did.

James