It was raining for the third day in a row, and so I put some fifty envelopes with invitations to the next series of Hereford Salon events into a plastic bag and went to the Westbourne Grove Post Office to mail them. Having done so, I tied the plastic bag into a tight ball and started looking for a rubbish bin to dispose of it. A moment later I realized that a street cleaner with his trolley was right in front of me. “May I?” I asked with a smile as I passed by and showed him I had something to throw into the rubbish bin attached to the trolley. He did not say anything, but he gave me such a thankful and cheerful and beautiful smile that I was taken aback.