Whilst at my Mum's church 'Good as New' sale a couple of weeks ago a little old lady came over to the table, where we were drinking weak tea from china cups, to admire and talk to Mabel. After a few attempts at a smile (Mabel doesn't give them out so readily at the moment) she left and we had a wander round.
10 minutes later she came over and tapped me on the shoulder,"Would it be o.k for her to have this?" she asked and passed me a little white and pink furry rabbit.
She had been and chosen it for her from one of the stalls,
"It looks new, I think she'll like it" she said
My heart melted. She had gone away and bought her a cuddly toy. This little old lady, who had only just met Mabel that day, had wanted to find something to make her happy. It was just too lovely and really touching.
Mabel's chubby little hands went to grab it but Mum whipped it away for later (apparently it needed a wash first). But we have put it through the washing machine and it has come up a treat.
We decided to name it after the lady so I called my Mum tonight to ask her name. So I'm thinking from that generation we'll have a Nancy or an Enid. Maybe Doris or a Rose. No. We now have Barbara rabbit.
I'm going to print this photograph off to give to her...