Good deeds that you have done..........with/without reward

[Saluki]

I handed a very nice phone into the police station, after finding it in the street. As I was handing it over, it rang. The policewoman said to answer it, so I did. It was the owner of the phone wanting it back. I said that I was at Bethel Street Police Station handing it in. She called me names and suggested that I delivered it to her PD effing Q if I knew what was good for me. Policewoman said that the phone owner was obviously blessed with a silver tongue and a lot of charm

I gave Hubster my left kidney in 2008. His sisters weren't terribly impressed about saving their brother's life, his youngest sister is even more of a cow than before, especially after the kidney finally failed through no fault of its own. Hubster was appreciative at the time.

I found a horse and delivered it back. It managed to find it's way into my field and mingled with my horses overnight. The owner muttered something that sounded like a thank you. I think she was overcome with delight as she ordered a groom to check it over from head to foot.

I do take things down from high shelves in supermarkets, for shorter people, open doors and am generally well mannered and try to be a nice person. I've fostered countless dogs over the last 30 years. Kept a few, moved others on to permanent homes (always traumatic and I still really really miss Feargal the Whippet - should have kept him). I used to do a lot of transport runs with Greyhounds, part of relays to take them from various pounds to their new foster or permanent homes. Never asked for fuel money but every so often, a box of bonios were discovered in my car, put there by the greyhound rescue people.

 

[Accy cyclist]

I rescued a sheep that had got itself caught up in a thorny bush. It was going ape trying to free itself so i unpicked the thorny branches from its coat,taking about half an hour to do so. Will anyone be brave enough to start a thread about the bad deeds they've done i wonder?

 

[slowmotion]

I rescued a sheep that had got itself caught up in a thorny bush. It was going ape trying to free itself so i unpicked the thorny branches from its coat,taking about half an hour to do so. Will anyone be brave enough to start a thread about the bad deeds they've done i wonder?

I find suffering animals or children hard to walk away from.
I once gave a roadie my spare tube. Sloane Square, one evening on my ride back home. I'm not sure that this spectacularly virtuous gesture will triple guarantee me a place in Heaven, but I'll email St Peter with a small petition.

 

[discominer]

I was in Rome, crossing road near Colosseum. Driver stopped to ask directions ( he from Milan,me from Glasgow). I told him how to get to Termini, then he asked for some change for parking. Strange, I thought, such a well turned out, flash car chap needing a bung. Ach, what the hell, and gave him a few euros and a wee chat about football. He gave me his effusive thanks, business card, and brand new his and hers leather coats (he was a rep for ...is itValentino?). He said the southern Italians were mean and hated northerners like him, and I was kind tohim.

 

[slowmotion]

I was in Rome, crossing road near Colosseum. Driver stopped to ask directions ( he from Milan,me from Glasgow). I told him how to get to Termini, then he asked for some change for parking. Strange, I thought, such a well turned out, flash car chap needing a bung. Ach, what the hell, and gave him a few euros and a wee chat about football. He gave me his effusive thanks, business card, and brand new his and hers leather coats (he was a rep for ...is itValentino?). He said the southern Italians were mean and hated northerners like him, and I was kind tohim.

^^^^^Fantastic! We drove off from an airport in France a few years ago in a tiny hire car before getting on the autoroute. At the first peage, I stuffed a card in the machine and it was rejected, as were the next two. Having just arrived , we had no local cash, and the queue was building up behind us. Nervously, I walked back to the car behind to explain. He produced a five euro note, laughed, refused all my suggestions of how I might reimburse him by post , PayPal, etc and wished us bon vacances.

It's a two way traffic. I suppose I do believe in karma.

 

[Vapin' Joe]

I rescued a sheep that had got itself caught up in a thorny bush. It was going ape trying to free itself so i unpicked the thorny branches from its coat,taking about half an hour to do so. Will anyone be brave enough to start a thread about the bad deeds they've done i wonder?

That would probably involve a sheep caught in a bush too.

 

[Saluki]

I rescued a sheep that had got itself caught up in a thorny bush. It was going ape trying to free itself so i unpicked the thorny branches from its coat,taking about half an hour to do so. Will anyone be brave enough to start a thread about the bad deeds they've done i wonder?

We rescued a sheep, caught in a wire fence. A lamb really, an older lamb but Mum was there trying to 'help' him. Poor thing looked done in, the lamb I mean. Hubster and & managed to untangle him from the wire where he'd managed to get his head through the fence and then off he trotted.
When a bit younger, a friend and I got a horse out of a ditch, where it had got stuck. I had a headcollar in my bike bag as I was on the way home from seeing to my own horse, so I headcollared it, got in the ditch and walked it a good 1/4 mile up the ditch until there was a low bit so the horse could get out again. I put it in the nearby field, adjacent to the field that it probably got out of. I didn't have the gate keys, neither did I think that the horse could be encouraged to jump the gate to go back to the correct one.
Have taken various stray dogs off the streets before now, as you do. I find it very difficult to walk away from suffering or distressed animals.

 

[jefmcg]

I've done some good deeds, but this has reminded me of the good deeds done for me. I got the call from Melbourne. Dad was probably not going to make it through the night. I booked a flight, then did necessary chores, including posting the a set of keys for the family home to my brother who would be flying out for the funeral. I reached the counter at the post office without enough left for the postage. I can't remember how, but I was more than a pound short. I guess I didn't have a card with me. I didn't cry or show my distress (about my father, that is), just moved aside but the man behind me in the queue said "how much are you short?" and paid the difference. I did thank him, but he will never know what he did.

Or the women at the baggage desk who said to me "Give me your name and go. We'll send your luggage to you"

(fwiw, he lived longer than expected, but died 5 hours before I landed. My other brother was sitting with him - his body - and watched my plane land. The hospital room was on high floor, and had a beautiful view of the city)

 

[arch684]

Another time i did a good deed and was pi55ed off.I was at the football and found a wallet just before kick off,i gave it to the police and thought no more about it.With only minutes left in game a guy came to thank and tried to give me a reward of £5.I was busy telling him no reward was needed and i missed the only goal in the game.I was not happy.

 

[Katherine]

Been a giver and a receiver.

I couldn't believe it when someone brought my wallet to my house 3 days after finding it in the supermarket car park, they'd picked it up on their way out but was in a hurry and had been too busy to do anything with it. Absolutely nothing missing. They didn't want any reward but accepted some chocolates and a bottle of beer I was able to grab from the cupboard. I'd cancelled all my cards by then but the relief was huge.

I pulled into a bus stop with a puncture (car) and thought I'd try to change the wheel because it would be a long wait for help in the morning rush hour. After getting everything out I must have looked like I needed rescuing because a man at the bus stop came over to help. It turned out we had both just dropped our children off at the same school, so I was able to leave a box of chocolates for him. I was only slightly late for the course I was attending.

The weirdest time I've helped a complete stranger was when I followed a car off the motorway that had been driven very erratically and dangerously for a few miles. I thought the driver might have been drunk /ill /falling asleep. They'd nearly stopped in the middle lane at one point. The driver pulled into a bus stop and I went to see what was wrong. An older, very stressed lady had got lost because the battery on her basic sat nav had gone flat and she'd missed her turning by miles. She was even more upset when I told her how she'd nearly caused an accident and I followed her because I thought she was ill. After I'd calmed her down, I ended up ringing her nephew who was expecting her and we decided what route she should take and that I would lead her onto a main road where she could get follow signs to nearly where she was going and then stop and ring her nephew again. She had driven up from Essex and was going to Southport, which I thought was too far for her in one day. I had to tell the nephew that she had stopped and asked me for directions and not tell him what she'd done! I don't know what she would have done if I hadn't followed her as there was no one else about and she had absolutely no idea where she was.

 

[jefmcg]

Worth reposting this happy story of mine

My partner is working at two sites, one pretty close to home (12km) so he's experimenting with cycle commuting once a week. Yesterday he left work with a satchel containing wallet, keys, notebook - oh - and Macbook bungeed to the rear rack. When he got home after cycling through Shepherd's Bush, Chiswick and Brentford, it was gone

We retraced his steps, but of course found nothing. Chiswick police station was closed, Brentford police station no longer exists, so we went home. Insurance line is 8-6, so there was nothing we could do. He'd cancelled his credit card outside the police station, and when we got home he changed the passwords he could so if the person who had it managed somehow to access his browser or iTunes they wouldn't be able to spend any money.

We didn't really expect to find it on the road. The first person to see it would pick it up, now we were at the mercy of whether it was an honest or dishonest person. Plus it had our keys and his drivers license so if we were going to have the change the locks.

Subject says it all. About 10 minutes after we get home, there is a knock on the door. Policeman with satchel, completely intact and in good condition. A cabbie had found it, called the police and met them at Chiswick Police station. Yay cabbie! Yay police!

Partner has learned his lesson. He'll find a better way of carrying his luggage. Panniers aren't an option as it's a 20" wheeled folder. I told him the simple trick of throwing strap around seat post. Actually, he is lucky he didn't have an accident. It was a bungee net with 6 or 8 hooks, only one still attached. It could have easily caught in his spokes.

 

[NorthernDave]

I once got something off a low supermarket shelf for a tall person.

 

[Brains]

I've done some good deeds, but this has reminded me of the good deeds done for me. I got the call from Melbourne. Dad was probably not going to make it through the night. I booked a flight, then did necessary chores, including posting the a set of keys for the family home to my brother who would be flying out for the funeral. I reached the counter at the post office without enough left for the postage. I can't remember how, but I was more than a pound short. I guess I didn't have a card with me. I didn't cry or show my distress (about my father, that is), just moved aside but the man behind me in the queue said "how much are you short?" and paid the difference. I did thank him, but he will never know what he did.

Or the women at the baggage desk who said to me "Give me your name and go. We'll send your luggage to you"

(fwiw, he lived longer than expected, but died 5 hours before I landed. My other brother was sitting with him - his body - and watched my plane land. The hospital room was on high floor, and had a beautiful view of the city)

My Parents had arranged to fly out to Oz on Singapore Airlines for a big family reunion.
My Uncle had flown out a few days earlier, and was in the car with his (Australian) sister when they had a major car crash late at night, half a mile from the nearest house , the guy they hit was trapped in his seat, my 80 year old Uncle broke his leg, his sister, my Aunt, died.
My Uncle took two hours to get to the house to raise the alarm. (He splinted his own leg and made a crutch)
We in England, got 'that call', at which point my parents were halfway to Singapore where they were going to spend a few days.
We called Singapore Airlines, who intercepted my parents in Singapore airport, told them very kindly what had happened, they had already booked them on the next flight to Sydney and then onto Melbourne, already sorted out their baggage, upgraded them to 1st class, arranged a car to pick them up to take them 80 miles outside the city. And upgraded all their return flights to be totally flexible.
They also gave the rest of the family a good 'charter deal' for us to fly out if we wished at very short notice.

Nothing but praise for Singapore Airlines

 

[Pale Rider]

I found a handbag in a small street in Covent Garden.

It was late at night and it appeared the bag's contents had been rifled and the bag dumped.

There was a purse, but no cards or cash.

A diary had a name and a mobile phone number in it which turned out to be that of the owner.

I rang and she confirmed my suspicions - she had been in a nearby restaurant when the bag was snatched from beside her seat.

Her mobile wasn't nicked because she'd just used it and it was on the restaurant table.

She was relieved to be told her keys were still in the bag, not least because she couldn't get into her flat without them.

I drove the few miles to her flat in south east London and handed over the bag.

Having got into the flat, she said she wanted to give me a few quid but couldn't at that moment because all her money had been stolen.

She insisted on me giving her my name and address so she could 'send me something'.

I never heard from her again.

 

[T4tomo]

I managed to reunite a lost tortoise with its young owner a few months after it went missing, it seems it hibernated at then bottom of my garden over winter and strolled out in the spring.

Lost count of how many suitcases or heavy bags I've carried up stairs at underground or rail stations, or tourists I've pointed in the right direction.

On the receiving end been grateful for being pointed in the right direction a time or two myself in foreign cities.