I'm going to brag about me now.... because I did a good thing and got crapped on at the end of it and I want some sympathy.

My mate with the broken leg has been doing a computer course. He was on his way home from the course when he had his accident and the following fortnight was the final module exam. He asked for, and was granted an extension and did the exam 2 weeks later, on this Friday (4 weeks after the accident). Limpit and I drove 30 miles to his house, picked him and his wheelchair up, drove them 10 miles into London to the venue, sat with him until the examiner turned up, waited until the exam was over, bundled him and his wheelchair back into the car, drove them the 10 miles back to his house, stopping for a very welcome late lunch on the way. We don't know if he passed or not, but the examiner was very positive. Limpit and I were looking forward to a bit of a sitdown and a chat with him, before our 30 mile drive home durinf rush hour. His Ex (remember that *EX*... they split up over a year ago) girlfriend turned up just as we arrived back at his place. Limpit and I carried his pillows in, his bags, his wheelchair, she stood chatting to his parents. I helped him into the house, got him settled comfortably. He'd had a stressful day and was starting to hurt, he just wanted to lie back and rest. When I came in with the last bag, she was sitting on his bed, practically on top of him and made it very clear that I was not welcome to stay and chat even for a few minutes. She didn't offer to help with any of his stuff, she didn't say thank you for helping him, or seem to want him to speak directly to me.... she sat so close to him that she knocked his bedside table over... she staked out her territory with her bags and blocked half the room against Limpit and I. I swear if she was a tomcat, she would have sprayed him.....

I had a lovely day, spending time with my friend, helping him to do something that he otherwise would have fretted over and would have wasted a 14 week course. I offered to do it, with no thought of reward (although he did buy lunch), because he needed help and I could provide it. I did a good thing and it got spoiled through no fault of his....

So I'm blowing my own trumpet cos I did a good thing.... but I'm also blowing off steam because I got the flick off at the end of it.

LTS