Imagine queueing for enough food to feed your family for three days. It’s humiliating, an admission of defeat, of needing help, of needing charity.
It’s certainly not something that should be happening to thousands of people in what’s supposed to be one of the richest countries in the world. But it is.
All across the UK there and hundreds of food banks, and each week they see the numbers of people needing aid rising. There are causes worthy of your money all across the globe, but there’s also one at home.
I’m not going to use this as a soapbox for the politics involved. Instead it’s a simple request: for the rest of this month, every time you shop for food, buy something extra – a can of something, a packet of a non-perishable – and pop it in the box in the supermarket; they all have them.
Christmas is very close, less than three weeks away. We can all make a tiny difference to people’s lives. People who are our neighbours, maybe folk we’ve known all our lives.
In an ideal world, we wouldn’t need foo banks, or the volunteers who staff them. But this isn’t an ideal world, Britain isn’t a place where people should be starving. I’d love to sell more books, but I’d rather you spent your money on donating a little more food to those who really need it.
Perhaps some day we won’t need words like this any more.