We were called over to help a very drunk student who was alone and couldn’t remember where she lived as it was her first night in Plymouth. She had a pass card for one of the student residences, but there was nothing to indicate which one, so we tried various ones with no success. We began to get concerned as there didn’t seem to be any easy answer to this one and we had now been with her a very long time so we stopped and prayed.

Unbeknown to us, two girls (who it turned out she’d been out with earlier in the evening but from whom she’d got separated) had gone back to their digs and were anxiously looking out of the window for her – just as we were outside praying – so they came out and took her in!