A lifestyle blog
Supporting is something that I think we can all do more of, either at home, or as part of a larger community. When I decided this year to really focus more on the four tenets I want to be known for supporting was definitely one of them.
This category will be where posts of support to others will live. It will feature people or causes I am supporting directly, discuss ways people can support their own passions, or I will share stories of support others have received.
Do you know about Ronald McDonald Houses? Yes, that Ronald McDonald. The one with the big shoes who advertises burgers and hash browns (that quite frankly are one of the greatest foodstuffs known to mankind). Did you know though that this staple of the high street is a corporate supporter of an independent charity who make a huge difference every day to families with children who are very sick. The
Two things. Firstly, photographs of me on this blog are as rare as hen’s teeth. Secondly, slogan sweatshirts in my wardrobe are rarer that dinosaur poop. So to get the two things combined on one post? Well that means that something worthwhile must be happening. As part of our trips to Africa with Comic Relief, Annie, Penny and I were privileged to visit some of the projects supported by
A couple of weekends ago Mr B said to me at lunchtime on Saturday “What do you want to do today?” My response was instant: “I don’t care, I just want to get out”. I love working from home but sometimes, particularly at the end of a week when he has been away and I haven’t left the house for a fortnight (other than a ten minute round trip to
On Saturday we walked our ten miles (which turned out to be slightly longer due to a sat nav reading cock up) and we had our three meals in three parks. There is no denying it was hard work in places but my lasting memory is going to be of laughter and friendship. Or a joint determination that we were going to do this for those less fortunate than
Yesterday I visited a Comic Relief project closer to home, Mayfield Nurseries, and not just in terms of geography. It seems daft that after being involved with Comic Relief for four years, and three trips to Africa, I haven’t visited one of their projects on my own doorstep. So when the charity emailed some of us last month to ask if we wanted to do just that, I leapt
A few years ago I saw the work that Mothers 2 Mothers do in Kenya first hand. I have never forgotten it. Or the families we met. I follow the charity on Instagram and Twitter and follow the work they are continuing to do. And that work is very simple. It is not complicated or contrived, it is honest, and simple. Empowering. Life changing. And life saving. Mothers
If you are on social media today it won’t have escaped your attention that today is Christmas Jumper Day. Everybody is encouraged to wear their silliest, tackiest, most ridiculous Christmas jumper today, and to donate just a couple of quid to Save The Children. Of course larger donations are always welcomed but £2 can really make a difference. By donating that amount you will be contributing towards Save The
* * * * * * * * * * * * Last Friday was World Photo Day and if it showed us anything it’s that one photo can be so much more powerful than a lot of text. Of all the stories written about Syrian refugees the photo of a small boy lying drowned on a beach will remain with me forever, more so than anything I read.
Yesterday I wrote about charity help in Nepal a year after the earthquake. About the need for help around the world following disasters. Today it is about something similar but also at the same time, very different. It’s about twenty two well known chefs writing to the Prime Minister: It’s a scandal that in 2016 over 3 million children will needlessly die because they don’t have enough food,
A year. 12 months 365 days I look back over the past year and I can’t really think off the top of my head what I have achieved. Lots of things I wanted to do are still not done, many not even started. Some have been and then abandoned. Stuff has happened, as stuff always does. At the time it felt important, and some of it was,
This past weekend in Stratford Upon Avon I toyed with the idea of documenting our time in the town in cups of tea. We drank a lot of it. I drink a lot of it generally and this weekend was no exception. I get so much from my various daily cuppas that goes far beyond it just being a drink. And the tea I have shared with other people
I feel like I am on a mission to save the world at the moment. No sooner am I back from a Syrian refugee camp in Jordan with World Vision than I am knee deep in helping jump start the Team Honk bus for Sport Relief this year. And please don’t mention the other trip to west Africa with another charity that I have just turned down on health