Yesterday, I was out for a walk, minding my own business, meandering down a hill, on a busy road. Traffic was heavy. I then saw a really old car come to a stop. Dead, in the middle of traffic. It was driven by an elderly chap, who got out of the car, very flustered. In the passenger seat was an even older gent. I crossed the road and when I heard the engine turn over I knew it was the camshaft belt - big ouch!
Anyhow, I needed to get them off the main road. A white van was now behind them, so I signalled that I was going to push them. Mr white van man wasn't happy. He pulled out and gave me the finger! Couldn't wait 10seconds. I had a John Wayne moment, you know where he says 'why I oughta', except I expressed it in a different way (internally) :-).
Yin.
Got there in the end. Two lovely brothers, 80 and 88. The older chap got a bit anxious and he hasn't been well. I suggested getting a taxi to take him home, whilst we waited for a recovery vehicle. Rang them and a gentleman of a taxi driver turns up. I explained what happened and went to give him the fare. Nope, he'll sort it. His pleasure.
Yang.
Rang the chap's insurance company recovery agent. Despite the age etc, two hour wait and 'he's got the basic plan'.
Yin.
Two hours bumping the gums and takeaway tea, with a true character, who used to be a Bobby, ahem, a few years ago. Tried to pay me for my time and for helping him. No chance.
Yang.
It's all Yin and Yang :-)
