Thanks to the stranger who helped me in Cork
On Friday, October 2, a little before 2pm in the afternoon, I was lost. Utterly lost.
I had missed the exit slip road from the N40 to Cork Airport.
I drove round a few back streets which I hoped would take me back to the main road, and stopped when I came to a post office.
I asked a gentleman in the queue if he could tell me how to get to the airport.
He started giving me directions, but realised that I didn’t know the area at all and suddenly said: ‘Go to the top of the road, turn round; I’ll wait for you and you can follow me until the road to the airport is obvious’.
I was flabbergasted and almost teary with gratitude (I am not a young woman).
I did as he said, and reached the airport.
Of course, I do not know his name; but his car was a cobalt blue Vauxhall [or Opel] Meriva.
I will always be extremely grateful for this act of kindness to a complete stranger who wasn’t even from his own country.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
SY8 4DN
United Kingdom






