Someone tapping another person on the shoulder. Photo: Courtesy of Pixabay.
Thought for the Week: Gerard Guiton gets a shoulder tap
‘Love and hope were powerfully demonstrated in that moment.’
In the summer of 1972 in Moscow, my friend Tom and I joined a long queue hoping to buy a bottle of cold milk. Hot and thirsty, we slowly edged towards the deli counter. When at last we purchased the milk, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was from someone who introduced herself as Gaia. She was a teacher of English, and wanted to improve her language skills.