Yes, I’m growing older. One day I’ll be really old, and then you will have to make up your minds what you do with me. I ask one thing. Please don’t send me anywhere where I am obliged to play Bingo……………………………………….
Today I was shopping at the supermarket. There was a collection point for items to be put into parcels as gifts for the elderly. I glanced into the box as we went in – it was full of the cheapest possible tins of baked beans and peas. The whole thing seemed a pointless exercise. The recipients probably spend their lives eating the cheapest beans or peas, why would they want the same as a gift? I remember my mother being on the receiving end of one of these packages a while ago. Cheap tea bags, cheap beans, cheap peas and cheap tissues. I had contributed a whole box (48) of chocolate to the same charity, none of her friends received any either, all their packages contained the same as hers. The parcels were presented at a Christmas party for the elderly, it was the only one she ever attended.
If you are adding anything to such a collection this year I just ask that you think twice before throwing ‘just anything’ in. I don’t contribute any more. I put together a package and leave it for an elderly neighbour.