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5G makes my hair grow …

We’re entering Week 5 of lockdown and some things are becoming clearer. Firstly, we know how damn lucky we are to live where we do. Lockdown must be insanely tough if you are confined to an apartment or flat and I do feel for those who are feeling imprisoned this way. Even with our generous… Continue reading 5G makes my hair grow …

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COUK update.. a small world getting smaller

I haven’t chirped on much about the work that we raise funds for in India. This is for a number of reasons but at a time when it’s difficult to find positives in any ordinary day I do draw some comfort from knowing that somewhere, where children are not so fortunate as their western counterparts,… Continue reading COUK update.. a small world getting smaller

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Instant karma’s gonna get you…

We’ve arrived at Friday afternoon and I’ve been thinking what to post about for days. It could be cat related and that would be a winner. Yes, we have a cat who could rival the cuteness and loyalty of that one in the movie. (I’ve been out all day and he’s come to sit beside… Continue reading Instant karma’s gonna get you…

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I wouldn’t do that, they said.

It was a dark winter’s night. The wind rustled treetops reaching into blackness and the floor of the valley was wet with melting snow. The only light, the warm glow from the windows of the solitary inn, cradled against the elements by the hillside. “You must be mad,” said Tim and Nicola, as one. “It’s… Continue reading I wouldn’t do that, they said.

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Introducing CO-UK, or COUK, at long last….

It is a long time ago now since we started the process of trying to form our own charitable organisation in the UK. Since the germ of an idea settled in our minds, almost 12 months have passed, and I didn't think at all that it would take so long. Anyway, we are delighted to… Continue reading Introducing CO-UK, or COUK, at long last….

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The reward for endless cake.

I spent yesterday fundraising. Standing behind a stall in the foyer of where I work trying to coach my share of my colleagues' spare cash from their pockets in favour of one of my new favourite causes. To my left, behind his stall, was a man who had survived spinal surgery and was raising funds… Continue reading The reward for endless cake.