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Tuesday, 18 March 2014


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My beloved and I were once drinking coffee at a pavement table in Oxford. A party from the Oxfam offices arrived to take the next table. To start with, it was only a distasteful display of junior employees sucking up to the boss. Then it became downright disgusting as they all started mocking the volunteers, the unpaid people who staff the shops.

They'll never get a penny from us.

The best charities to support are the small local ones, in my opinion. Also, 'Mercy Ships', where all the doctors, nurses and assistants on board are unpaid volunteers most of whom pay their own fares out to Africa to join the ship:

Please name me one ad in which sulky, upset people have sold something? The only memorable advert where someone is not smiling is the Guinness ad, which must cause division as to whether the hairs stood up on the back of your neck, or you see it as a pretentious load of tripe. So regrettably the ad people will continue to smile - come on, surely a smile brightens your day? Remember the old adage - "Smile, it makes people wonder what you've been up to".

With regards to CHAR-A-EE-DEEE, if I gave "just £3 a month" to every ad which asked for it, I would need to start the "Mayflies need love (and money) too" charity. My partner and I give to the National Lifeboats - what amazing people.

No, no, Miss Mayfly, what I want are ads that show a beautiful couple strolling hand-in-hand whilst smiling into the sunset - and then falling over a cliff! Now that would make me buy something, I'm sure!

You needs not "donate" Duffers - you can simply "adopt" & I take it, unnecessary to, in Arkianese, Bring 'er ome!

Heavens to Betsy, JK, I can't go reading things about ladies bits 'n' pieces, it's nearly bedtime and I might become over-excited.

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