Tales from the clothed with dignity project

My one rusty clothes rail has grown exponentially. Donations have poured in literally. Today, a lovely kind hearted solicitor asked me what we were in desperate need of. I said “baby milk”. He cam back shortly afterwards, balancing several cans on top of one another. What a star!

I have recently had several discussions about people exploiting the foodbank, taking too much or even seeling the clothes on. However I will not police this free service. People may take advantage, some give donations, others do not, but I do not want to start rationing out clothes. We have enough to go round and plenty more besides. So I am happy for people to just take free items, no questions asked. Because when some of our donations amount to 2p beause that is all someone can afford, I am not going to start policing our free service. If people want to stick a pric label on then they can give to a charity shop. This is a novel concept and I am sticking to it.

Today a whole box of tracksuit bottoms were put out on our ladies rail. And they all went by the end of the morning (as I knew they would. It poured with rain and still the people came in droves.

We have now given out over 1000 food parcels at the door in 14 weeks, since the foodbank opened. The situation is getting worse and our deliveries are growing weekly as word gets round.

The recipe of hope today is to please support your local foodbank or clothing bank. And if you have some spare clothes, you may like to leave them somewhere for people to take, perhaps on a tree, or a clothes rail. People are losing their jobs in this country and poverty is on the rise. Children are not getting enough food.

Let’s really look to support one another in practical ways X

Published by hope2020exchangingdisappointmentforhope

I am a qualified social worker and run a community project for vulnerable adults. I am passionate about social justice. I feel that every life matters. No-one is insignificant or invaluable. I also believe that everyone has the power to change, although some may not wish to. Essentially, I believe in hope. Hope Wells is my writing name.

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