Went to Manchester airport for a reccy. I felt happy and comfortable in that enviroment. Nice to watch the planes landing and taking off and seeing all the differnent races of people. Seeing the way they behave, the men ad children on one table and the women on another. Some women in fill burkah's and some in western or part western clothes.
We were stood at the top of an escalator and in front of us was a young indian woman, her arms were full and she had a little girl probably about 5 or 6 with her. The little girl could not manage to get on the ecalator, she was falling and was about to go down the escalator on her bottom - very risky. I rushed in to the rescue. The poor little thing clung to me, her heart was beating fast and she was terrified. To save such a little helpless thing from possible harm gave me a nice warm confident glow of absolute power at that particular moment.