Surprised by a razor, perhaps?
Disclaimer: I’m about to look like a bad person, I promise you that I am not, and will make up for this lack of moral character tenfold in the future.
This week I am reminded of how much more I could do to help people by Sport Relief, and the myriad of shows leading up to tomorrow night that have detailed the grueling tasks performed by celebrities in the name of charity. David Walliams swam the Thames, John Bishop cycled/rowed/ran from Paris to London, and Helen Skelton CYCLED to the SOUTH. POLE. I mean, blimey, it really puts my £5 text donation into perspective.
And just this week, Jessie J announced that she will shave her head to raise money for teenage cancer charities in April. I still haven’t got over having my long tresses cut into a bob 18 months ago (it’s still too short), it really does put me to shame.
So what am I going to do about it? Well…for the moment, not much. Other than dreaming about volunteering in Africa, I’m ill-equipped to do anything that stretches my already exhausted bank account. And, while I wouldn’t mind doing something for charity, the idea of fundraising fills me with dread – what if no one sponsored me? So tomorrow night I will send in my (already budgeted) donation to help vulnerable people both here in the UK and all over the world.
If you would like to do the same, or find out more about Sport Relief and the brilliant work that it does, click on this link:
https://www.sportrelief.com/donate/2
Here’s hoping that next year, I’ll have both the means and courage to raise enough money to cure world hunger. You never know. It could happen. Watch this space.
[Image via lastfm.com]
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