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Food for Thought

It’s been a tough few days for the UK, whichever side of the fence you’re on. Division everywhere. Not least division between the rich and the poor. 

Growing up, I can’t remember seeing or hearing about foodbanks. Even a decade ago I am not sure I knew of one. Today there  are many and ‘foodbank’ is a word that is frequently heard. When I was little, we weren’t rich: a typical working-class family. But we were far from poor. We always had food on the table. The thought that people are struggling day to day to provide for their families is saddening. The thought of people going to bed hungry and cold or panicking about where their next meal is coming from is truly harrowing. 

Today, I spotted a drop-off point in a Morrison’s store and swiftly decided to go and fill a basket. I hope that the simple gift of food will make someone smile, make someone reassured, make them not panic for a day or two and fill up the bellies of their children. 

Food is a gift and shouldn’t be taken for granted yet it so often is, by me too. Spotting the drop off bin gave me food for thought indeed.  Bon appetit! 



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All the way to Oz! #41

Aged 20 to 21 we both spent time living abroad in a foreign country, away from our family and friends (and each other) and away from familiarity. We both had the most amazing time, an experience which changed us as people and allowed us many opportunities and experiences that we wouldn’t have had otherwise.

It was during this time that she first fell ill. It was incredibly difficult having to leave her at such a difficult time.
It wasn’t until we returned home to see her that we realised just what we had been missing in terms of home comforts. Tea. Proper tea. I gave up trying to make tea in France – no matter what it just wasn’t the same. Cadbury’s chocolate. Maltesers. Crunchies! (As well as gravy and making anything at all in an oven as I didn’t have one!).

So when our cousin moved to Australia for a year it was an ideal opportunity to send a package of goodies – something that I would have loved to receive myself when I was away.

I took my little LJMs to the shop and we chose some items to send: Yorkshire Tea bags, dairy milk, crunchies, maltesers and a selection of kiddy sweets. We then went to the post office to package it all together and post it to Australia. The only downside is that I wasn’t allowed to keep it anonymous, as was my intention, for customs reasons! Still, I am sure it will be very well received. I just hope it gets there as I had to google the address of their resort and hope for the best!

#39 I wish I had told you my name 

Dear Richard,

I hope you have a peaceful night. I hope that people are kind to you. I hope that my small token of nourishment will satisfy your hunger and thirst. I hope that you have renewed faith in humanity. I wish that when I asked your name and shook your hand I had told you mine in return.

With love,

LoveJoinMe1 (not my real name, I’d have told you the real one)

For Richard, sleeping rough in Liverpool