A kind act in an unkind place: A memory came to me today of being in prison decades ago in Glasgow, working in the textiles shop and there was a gay man there, probably in his 50's. He was well known in the prison and even had his own cell which they kept for him as he was only ever out for a few weeks at a time, I can't remember what he did to keep coming back, but it wasn't serious. Anyway Glasgow at that time was a pretty rough, backward place and you would think it would have been tough for him but he got a lot of respect and had a dignity about him, sitting at his sowing machine every day, always polite and friendly, happy.
One Thursday morning we were all sitting without a cigarette between us, canteen day was Friday and we had nothing, he came over to our table and placed a pouch of tobacco on it for us and gently scalded us for not thinking of others kind of thing. It was like Christmas had came early, tobacco on a Thursday. His kindness was authentic and decades later I still remember it
Would be great to see more 'tobacco on a Thursday'