Yesterday we were having a bite to eat in a café by the water. As we were sitting there, an elderly woman, with a silver cross pinned to her blouse, shuffled in and sat down in the corner. A lovely, humble nun.

He looked over at her, quietly eating her biscuit and coffee, and he motioned for the waiter.

"Has Sister already paid for her meal?" he asked him.

"Yes, she has" the waiter replied.

"Is there any way you could add her amount to my bill and give her the cash back? I would like to pay for her meal."

"Sure thing, sir".

Just when I thought I couldn't fall any more in love with him.