Refuge gift list
Nov. 3rd, 2011 05:27 pmI have keys to my flat, which is very exciting, and I'll post more about at another time. What I actually wanted to say was about Christmas, I'm afraid. Basically, having been to see my flat, and bought a fridge and a bed and a washing machine with a handwash setting has been very exciting, but I am also very lucky and privileged to be able to do it. So I have done a small thing and contributed to Refuge's gift list, which I'm sure many of you know about already.
Refuge Christmas Appeal.
Refuge is a UK charity that helps women and children escaping domestic abuse. (They do recognise that men also suffer domestic abuse and need help, but they refer to the Men's Advice Line as it's not part of their specific remit). They have set up a gift list at John Lewis, mostly of toys and children's clothes, where you can buy a present so that they can make sure everyone who has to stay at one of their shelters at Christmas can have something to open.
I am counting this as my LJ Christmas present for my flist, which I haven't actually done before but often meant to - £100 of children's toys in your collective name (and imaginary, since there wasn't a space to explain...). Gift lists at places like John Lewis can often seem like it's all about people with lots of stuff asking you to buy them even more nice stuff, so I liked doing this. I got to buy dinosaur stickers! Also, since my nephew won't be very old, we're not showering him with toys at Christmas, but this way I got to buy toys anyway. Happy Christmas, anyway. I'm sorry it's so early.
I have a reasonably impressive series of bruises on my inner thigh from doing ropework at aerial class last night, and naturally I wanted to show this off to you. As I'm wearing jeans, the easiest way was to go to the toilet and divest myself of some clothing. I forgot, however, that my phone makes a loud clicking noise when you take the picture, and there was someone else in the toilet who now presumeably thinks I was either taking a picture of my bits, or of my waste. (I have done some beautiful poos in my time, but even I have lines that are not easily crossed.) I hope she doesn't know it was me.
Refuge Christmas Appeal.
Refuge is a UK charity that helps women and children escaping domestic abuse. (They do recognise that men also suffer domestic abuse and need help, but they refer to the Men's Advice Line as it's not part of their specific remit). They have set up a gift list at John Lewis, mostly of toys and children's clothes, where you can buy a present so that they can make sure everyone who has to stay at one of their shelters at Christmas can have something to open.
I am counting this as my LJ Christmas present for my flist, which I haven't actually done before but often meant to - £100 of children's toys in your collective name (and imaginary, since there wasn't a space to explain...). Gift lists at places like John Lewis can often seem like it's all about people with lots of stuff asking you to buy them even more nice stuff, so I liked doing this. I got to buy dinosaur stickers! Also, since my nephew won't be very old, we're not showering him with toys at Christmas, but this way I got to buy toys anyway. Happy Christmas, anyway. I'm sorry it's so early.
I have a reasonably impressive series of bruises on my inner thigh from doing ropework at aerial class last night, and naturally I wanted to show this off to you. As I'm wearing jeans, the easiest way was to go to the toilet and divest myself of some clothing. I forgot, however, that my phone makes a loud clicking noise when you take the picture, and there was someone else in the toilet who now presumeably thinks I was either taking a picture of my bits, or of my waste. (I have done some beautiful poos in my time, but even I have lines that are not easily crossed.) I hope she doesn't know it was me.