Isn't it funny how such seemingly random encounters have such an impact on us and how inspiring they can be.
An ordinary day behind the bar. An ordinary guy behind the bar. An ordinary elderly couple sitting under the window. An ordinary chat between me and the guy. About his cycling holiday. The old guy overheard us and stepped into the conversation. He had Alzheimer's. His partner just reminded him to walk out of the toilet half an hour earlier. He told the story of his glory times cycling round the world....Moments after he comes over and buys the young fella a pint. "For good old times" He says. And probably forgot about it minutes later..
I was close to crying.