In which it turns out they really DO come in threes

Posted by Tania Kindersley.

Just like buses, after all, which turns out to be very apt, considering the content of this little video clip.

I sometimes get a little baffled by the madness and the sadness of the world (too many Leonard Cohen songs at a formative age). It is easy to read the news and feel downhearted: everyone seems so cross and intractable, and they will be spilling the oil and fighting the wars and roaring at each other over the despatch box and bitching from the sidelines. This morning, I actually set up a file on my computer where I am going to store snippets of good news, at a feeble attempt at balance. The first item was a lovely story about a man at Kew saving a tiny orchid from extinction.

I have enormous faith in the goodness of human nature, but sometimes it feels like I am hanging on by my fingernails.

All this was racing around in my head today when I paid my usual visit to the majestic Daily Dish. And there, in a perfect Jungian storm of synchronicity and collective unconsious and I don't know what else, there was GOOD NEWS. There were human beings at their sweetest and funniest and kindest. There was a man with a smile the size of Poland.

I can't introduce it any better than Andrew Sullivan did:

In Denmark, Mukhtar the bus driver had a birthday. He worked that day. His regular passengers had an idea:

 

I must admit, it did actually make me cry.

Hurrah for the lovely Danes, and their buses, and the enchanting people who drive them.