Pay it forward

Published on 23/10/2017

Another night where the quality of my sleep was greatly enhanced by the generosity of others. Generosity stemming from not wanting to see me sleep in a waterproof bivvy bag, despite me being more than happy to do so.

I repeated a mantra in my head as I left the estate, sipping my already-tepid coffee from the tiny tepee kettle and being gurned at by a trio of alpacas:

“Pay it forward”

This summer was defined by the generosity of people – mainly strangers, now friends – who were willing to look past our scruff and mild vagabondry, through eyes of having previously been in a similar position themselves, or just through plain kindness.

“Pay it forward” is a reminder to myself and to anyone that this generosity doesn’t have to stop at our feet. This morning I woke in a comfy double bed in a tepee in Wales, away from the sog outside and with unused camping gear in my rucksack. Today and all tomorrows I can look for ways to extend generosity to others.

It may not always be possible to match in kind, but it can be matched in kindness.



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One thought on this post
Pete Lee says:

What are you doing in Wales? did you once say you were buying a house in Leeds? are you still with Emily. What does your new job involve? hope every things going well. Take care, love you. Dad. x