King’s Lynn Beake Speaks columnist Jenny Beake experiences car trouble

It is a small world and in the theory of six degrees of separation in West Norfolk it can easily be cut down to just one degree of separation.

I am a fan of serendipity and synchronicity.

Some might call it fate.

Recently my ever-so-patient- partner (ESPP) and I have been watching Black Mirror and I am always interested in who the writers are.

It turns out that Bisha K Ali is one of the writers on the show who I have met performing stand up a decade ago. She was always friendly and respectful and has clearly quietly and unassumingly carved out a writing career in LA.

Equally with being involved in the coverage of the Middleton Stop Drain pollution it turns out that one of the residents worked at the Royal Borough of Greenwich council where I worked for 10 years.

I was based in Woolwich in South East London and that is where the murder of Lee Rigby took place.

The support that Nikki Scott and Scotty's Little Soldiers has given his son was documented recently on the ten-year anniversary.

On that day I had just posted a letter and some 15 minutes later from our office which was a five minute walk from the scene, we saw helicopters and wondered what was happening.

His tragic death was a huge shock to my friends who were in the army and who were based at Woolwich Barracks.

Keep up to date with the work that Nikki Scott and her Scotty's Little Soldiers charity in the Lynn News.

I caught up with my old friend and manager that I worked with at the council and she and colleagues still do an annual bike ride to raise funds and remember the terrible events of that day.

Talking of bike rides, I am proud to say my ever-so-patient-partner, completed a 250 mile cycle challenge visiting EACH hospices and managed to get home in one piece.

He was a bit wobbly when he got back, possibly a combination of some celebratory champagne and the fact we had taken the stabilisers off his bike. You can see the report in Feel Good Friday.

I jest of course. The fab four did a great job of raising funds and awareness for the charity East Anglia's Children's Hospices.

However, it turns out that by him going away overnight I cannot be left unattended or unsupervised as calamitous things start to happen.

The morning that ESPP had cycled off on his trek I took my usual route to work but the car lost power. I managed to pull off the road into a garden where a kind man offered me a lift to work.

I called the AA and returned to my car at lunch time.

Turns out I had no petrol in it.

So a big ‘TANK’ YOU for those that helped me out that day.

Kindness is stronger than hate.