Not sure why I’m posting this, just want to get it off my chest really. I try to be an upbeat person, try to be kind (most of the time) & even where I differ politically, culturally or any other way, I think that I try to do the right thing. But it doesn’t stop me bitchin’ about my lot sometimes or feeling irritated at the most pointless of things & then life chucks you one of these people: Met a guy today who’d been forced to sell a large part of the equity in his property to pay his wife’s care costs, the company he sold to clearly ripped him off, then went bust & his new company wanted a property inspection. Enter me. He stops me at the door & asked if I would be OK with his wife smoking as she has terminal cancer & dementia & would not understand if I objected. Of course I didn’t. He also has a large hole in the middle of his head, literally a hole, where his cancerous tumor was removed last year. The flat is pokey, untidy & dark (to keep costs down) & he constantly apologises for this, clearly embarrassed that I had to step around & over things to do my job. I reassure him that it’s not a problem at all but he will not stop apologising. There’s almost no food in the cupboards. His wife keeps asking who I am & what I’m doing there, the husband keeps repeating the same assurances. I am already struggling with the enormity of his dilemma. He follows me around, talking to me constantly, from the state of his kitchen worktop (which wasn’t that bad) to yesterday’s cricket collapse to how he’s hoping his son visits soon. Clearly he wants to talk. He offers me a cuppa, which in a quick job like this I’d always refuse but I don’t this time, I find myself showing him some pictures of my family (on the iPad I’m using) & he spots my Ducati. He used to ride an Enfield back in the day & tells me of how he met his wife in 1955 at a forces de-mob dance. I finish up the tea & the job. Walk back into the lounge to say goodbye & he escorts me to the door. I kid you not, he had tears in his eyes when he shook my hand, thanked me for just chatting & said that it was a huge relief to just be able to talk to someone. I made my excuses & left because I was welling up too. WTAF? Promise to hug the kids more, treat the missus & spend more time thanking my lucky stars instead of whining about nothing. That was truly heart wrenching.