Showing posts with label charities. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charities. Show all posts

Saturday, 5 May 2012

The art of giving

Seriously what is the deal with the explosion of charities touting for donations in the form of monthly direct debit payments? I'm all for giving and I donate to various good causes, but this constant barrage of charities putting workers on the high street to get you to donate via your bank account on a monthly basis is really beginning to irk me.
Wherever you go, no matter which high street it may be there is a generous smattering of ever so slightly annoying individuals donning their charity overalls and clipboards wanting to procure your sacred digits.



If it's not Sky or some utility firm trying to flog me a 'deal', then it's a PPI claim company or family portrait set up trying to pester me within an inch of my life for my custom. Is it me it does this way of doing things seem completely bizarre and inappropriate? In this day and age when identity theft and credit card fraud is rife who on earth would give a complete stranger their bank details and set up a monthly direct debit on their account?
 


The final straw for me came yesterday evening when a young man came to my front door with his charity vest and clipboard. Before he even started talking I asked him if it was about a direct debit. He said; 'Yes' I said; 'Sorry but I'm not interested' and he left. These people are EVERYWHERE....and although it is seemingly for a good cause the sheer number of charities doing this is ridiculous.
I'm sure the success rate for this method of marketing is zero because the number of irritated/completely disinterested individuals I see trying to dodge, avoid or swat these people away is huge. Who really signs up for these things anyway and how do you know if they are legitimate or not? 
If I've got this all wrong then please someone tell me. Because it just seems so intrusive not to mention pointless to me......

Friday, 20 January 2012

I don't 'heart' housework

Touché - Image from pulpshop.co.uk
I'm in the midst of a massive decluttering exercise and let me tell you it is painful. Very, very, extremely painful. We have sooo much stuff. I can't bear it. I don't even know where to start. I'm in a spin, but this absolutely HAS to be done.

I think I'll start with the children's clothes, shoes and toys. That should be a quick win. Everything they have outgrown will be sent to our local church and charities. Then I'll sort through my stuff and the better half's.

Then there is the paperwork. Please don't get me started on dreaded paperwork. I've accumulated so may bills, bank statements and boring papery toot over the months, it's built up like a dusty mountain in the corner of my bedroom or been shoved in a drawer somewhere. Every time I have a clear out I vow to get more organised, shred my documents every three months and file everything away neatly. Of course this never happens, shredding is way too boring and I've got three kids to tend to, never mind the daily grind of housework.

Why is it that housework is never ending? Just when you think you're on top of it - the laundry is done, carpet hoovered, dishwasher loaded, floors mopped, work surfaces gleaming and every toy in its rightful place. Poof! - everything is in chaos again.


Keeping up with housework is an unachievable and depressing task. Time to maybe employ a cleaner.

But I'd probably spend so much time making the house presentable for them to come and clean, they'd really be no point.


Oh life.....
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