Thought Id start this one going because its rather dead on this board at the moment and I suppose all my usual muckers are either at the Stella tennis event watching Dim Tim (lose again) or at Henly Regatta eating cucumber sandwiches (they wish,...NOT).

Anyway please feel free to just talk to yourself blast away and let it go on any company or subject you wish. Just wish Id thought of this one before.

cheers GF.

I thought JB was an illegitimate son of Donald Trump!

I left my business, husband and family to volunteer at the Calais refugee camp

Clare Moseley

Friday 18 December 2015 08.00 GMT


I’ve been in the camp for four months now and don’t know when I’m going home. I feel passionately that we all have a responsibility to help the people here



It was a Saturday morning. August. I remember it vividly. I was online, sat up in bed, browsing, not looking for anything in particular. An article caught my eye: it was about the refugee crisis. Men, women and children were risking their lives to get to western Europe, and many were dying in the process. It was a story of endurance and terrible trauma. In response I expected compassion, a swell of fellow feeling. But my heart sank as I read the comments. There was so much cruelty. These people whose suffering was so much greater than anything I had experienced were being dehumanised, talked about as though they were rats. It made me feel sick. I thought: I don’t want to be like this. I want to show that there are people in Britain who care.



My husband came upstairs to find me crying. I felt helpless and angry. The best way to answer the heartlessness I’d seen online would be to make a donation – to provide some material support to the refugees and make their lives a bit easier. I thought it would be easy to find a big charity that I could send money to. But I looked and looked, and didn’t find anything. Eventually I came across Stand up to Racism. They were sending supplies to Calais, where thousands of refugees were staying. I suddenly realised that I wanted to offer more than cash. Before I knew it, I was making plans to drive to Dover and use my car to help transport clothing across the channel.

That was in the summer. I’m still in Calais now. I left behind my business and my husband and family. It’s been hard for them, but they know it’s something I just have to do. I can’t stand by in all conscience and ignore what’s happening. I can’t imagine living my normal life, going to restaurants, parties, without thinking about how people here need help.




More insanity here:http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2015/dec/18/refugees-calais-friends-need-help#comment-65314079

EU renegotiations: Pathway for deal found - Cameron


He is still on the plains of Everest and trying to find a cheap Sherpa to guide him!

There maybe a job for Vicky or JB if they hurry.

Also, hear Hazy one was turned down for the job, as too unreliable.

But coming from such a united party, not really surprised.

Also, hear that Manuel was hoping for a contract for one of his canoes to shipped the tackle out there.

Happy Xmas and a Brave New World.

8-)

More fool her most of these are NOT refugees .

And she's a couple of bricks short of a load if the story is in any way accurate.


"I left behind my business and my husband and family"

JB,

That is from personal experience of those in the jungle, or sitting in a restaurant and gambling on the FT?

Hey Ho!

Any relation to you Fred?

Max.

Is she your wife?

If so, seems a remarkably sound action.

Am surprised that Fred hadn't gone over there to help , he can talk the talk , but can't be bothered to walk the walk onto the ferry to Calais

If Fred left, they probably wouldn't let him in again.

Is Fred bleating on again ? your bang on aldwickk he is just the type to shout about everyone being Hitler and do nothing himself , bloody do gooders .

Is JB stuck in his hole again?

Or is he looking for the hazy one?




Mind compared with some, he almost looks cuddly!

Do you get paid by the picture Freda , you must be making a fortune .

Jealousy will get you nowhere!

Pot and kettle alert.. yet again.

For pot and kettle read Fred and Stan.

Time to grow up now you two.