A story from my past that fits with the spirit of Easter

This is a country story about kind heartedness and people with no pretence and fits with the spirit of Easter.

Hot summer night in Wentworth

I am busting for a cigarette, I am not a habitual smoker. I have a little bit of tobacco in my car and all of the shops are shut, so I go to the pub and there is one single drinker at the bar. I go up to the barman and asked if he had any cigarette papers and he said he usually has some and began fossicking around on a shelf above his head. He does this for a while and can’t find any. So he turns to the drinker who is staring into his pot of beer and says to him, “Give your cigarette papers to this guy”, The drinker quite kindly obliges, and pulls out his packet of Drum and pulls out his cigarettes and leaves the papers and hands me over the packet.  I said “Well that is very kind of you. What are you going to do? “The guy says “I’ve got plenty in the car. No worries.” I say “Can I buy you a beer “and put money on the bar. The bloke said “No no, you don’t have to do that” and he insists I take the money back. I thanked him again, walking away greatly relieved. As I was doing this, the bloke said ”You could cook a meal for me sometime!” I said, “I’ll do that.” He hasn’t turned up as yet.