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Have you, or do you know of an instance of Accidental Goodness, or, acts of goodness that have had wonderful consequences and made a difference?  Please feel free to share and add to this thread.

The TV and news media would have us believe that life is incredibly miserable and that people are selfish and insular.  Yet, society does exist and thankfully it operates very well indeed. The level of people caring about other people, animals and the environment is incredibly high!  KAS itself is living and breathing proof of the fact that thousands of good hearted people exist and care. So let's prove the journalists who focus on the negative aspects of life, wrong!

My own story involves a handmade tailored overcoat! 

In 1995 my artist Father decided he wanted to treat himself to a handmade overcoat. But being almost 80 years he asked if I would drive him to the tailors to be measured.  Having agreed, I assumed that the tailor would be located in the area of south London where he lived - Deptford.  I lived in St. Albans which is outside of north London and over 30 miles from my Dad's flat and meant travelling right cross London - thankfully the traffic was not quite as congested as it is now!  Then he informed me his chosen tailor was in a place in a different part of north London called Harringay.  I thereby drove to Deptford, collected Dad and drive back the way I had come and diverted slightly to the tailors.  Having been measured and selected the material, we returned back to his flat with another trip across London.  Once he was safely deposited, I (deep breath) proceeded to drive through the new fully awakened London traffic back to St. Albans.  Needless to say it took all day and after 4 trips across London I was pretty exhausted.

This journey then had to be repeated when the overcoat was ready for collection!  However, I survived criss-crossing London eight times and he was very happy with his brand new overcoat!

A short while later my Father took it into his head, that rather than just give his 'old' overcoat to one of the local charity shops, he would head down to Waterloo Bridge and give it to one of the tramps who lived nearby.  On the London bus journey he got quite hot, so took off his brand new coat.  At Waterloo he gave a tramp an overcoat and got back on a bus to return home.  During this journey he realised that he'd given the tramp his expensive brand new coat!

What to do?  Could he return to find the tramp and ask for it back and replace it with the elderly worn coat?  No, of course not!  

What the tramp thought of being given such a quality coat we'll never know, but I bet he got several good years out of it!

When my Father was relating the story of the coat exchange, as soon as he mentioned he'd taken his off because he was hot - I just knew what was going to come next! 

Fortunately, he had been one of the first volunteers for Crisis at Christmas, a charity founded in 1967, that provides shelter, food & clothing, dental & foot treatments, haircuts etc., and much much more for the homeless over the Christmas period in London, and, now in most major cities in the UK. Volunteers give up their Christmas to help provide basic human needs for a disadvantaged group of people who tend to be shunned or ignored, using whatever skills they have. Therefore, although he'd lost his much longed for overcoat, he was totally relaxed and stoically said, "C'est la vie"! 

Dad contented himself a ready-made-off-the-shelf overcoat instead!