You got my adrenaline pumping too. Great narrative, I didn’t know they had Guardian Angels in N.Z. It’s a relief to know because I have a brother and niece in Wellington.
> You got my adrenaline pumping too. Great narrative, I didn’t know they had Guardian Angels in N.Z. It’s a relief to know because I have a brother and niece in Wellington.
Wellington is a great town: we are opening our Wellington Chapter sometime this summer (December, probably). Our Wellington Chapter Leader just underwent surgery for a ruptured appendix the other day (it would take *that* to hospitalize him...) but that shouldn’t slow our plans down too much.
Please let your brother and niece know that we are around in Wellington, and to keep a look out for us: if you ever see someone in a red beret and gleaming scarlet satin jacket — that Volunteer will help you with anything you need, to the best of his or her ability.
If you are being harassed and you feel unsafe: tell the red beret immediately and you will be escorted to wherever you need to go.
If you are feeling ill, or are having a heart attack or medical emergency — tell the red beret: s/he will call an ambulance and give you first aid and CPR and try to keep you alive. That Guardian Angel will not leave your side until you are safe.
If you are being assaulted, wave your hands in the air and call for “help!” as loud as you can — if there is a red beret within earshot, the Guardian Angels will rush to your aid at double-time and rescue you, we’ll call the cops, and we will Citizen’s Arrest the perpetrator or perpetrators on-the-spot if you are willing to press charges.
If you are lost and need directions: ask the red beret. We know our Patrol areas inside-out, and if we don’t know the precise spot you need to get to, we’ll have a map or we’ll find one.
If you need to use the ATM and it’s a rough neighborhood: tell the red beret. The Patrol will Post Up around you while you do your transaction, and ensure you get safely to where you need to go without getting mugged.
If you want to know where the best Irish Pub or steak house is, ask the red beret: invariably, we know all about these things...!
And if you ever have occasion to seek assistance from a Guardian Angel, tell the red beret that “Chieftain” from New Zealand says “hello and thankyou”. Word will eventually filter its way back to me, and it will make this post worthwhile.
*DieHard the Hunter*