Friday, 24 October 2014

Charitable works...

I can’t remember the last time I saw a blind boy chained to a shop front. 

At one time it seemed that you couldn’t turn a corner without bumping into a girl or boy in callipers, three tiny kittens waiting to be drowned, a guide dog, a floppy eared spaniel, or a huge scary robin who had obviously been eating too many worms.

Yes, charity collection isn’t what it used to be. These days it’s all TV events, standing orders, free pens through the post, and enforced carrier bag filling at the supermarket - whether you want it or not.

The old ways seemed to work though. The blind boy and the children in callipers were pretty hard to pass without dropping a penny or two through the slots in their heads. The robin on the other hand was a little too scary for my liking, and as for those kittens and their damned milk bottles…

The high street used to be an assault course what with the big happy butcher and his cleaver, the paper boy in his thirties cap and the life size charity collection statues. Perhaps that’s why they seem to have disappeared, imagine the health and safety outcry if a small child got bitten by one of those fibre glass dogs or attacked by a ferocious robin.

It was the blind boy that I found the most upsetting though, eyes closed, angelic face, hands resting on a book he would never read. I used to think: ‘Well, at least he can’t see his bright yellow jumper. It makes him look a pansy.’ I was always a little worried that if I reached out and dropped a penny in his book that he might grab my hand and refuse to let me go.

I seem to remember a Humpty Dumpty collection box, but I really can’t remember what charity it was for. You still occasionally see a lifeboat collection box, usually at a lifeboat station, but most of the others are gone along with the names of some the charities. The Spastic Society is now Scope, the old name having too many negative connotations in this PC age and I’m sure the sight of a boy in callipers - even a plastic one - would be too much for today’s cotton wool kid wrapping parents.

14 comments:

  1. Sharon Taylor on FB
    these days you get a young woman who rings the doorbell and announces that it is Beyonce!!!!!!!!! I had to tell her that I didn't know what Beyonce looks like. She then gave the name of her charity, Age living or something like that, I replied that I a...See More

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    1. Andrew Height
      Agreed. I hate in when Australians stop me in the street and try to make me feel guilty about deprived donkeys. Any idea about Humpty Dumpty Sharon?

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  2. Sharon Taylor
    no idea, a charity for the shell shocked?

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  3. Sharon Taylor on FB
    Andrew Height I can't do the fancy pants adding of a picture but it was weirdly enough used by The Kent Blind, how appropriate considering I am one of them!

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    1. Andrew Height
      Thanks Sharon. I'm trying to remember now where I saw it. A childhood holiday?

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    2. Sharon Taylor on FB
      Folkstone was apparently one of Granny Heights fav places ?????

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    3. Andrew Height
      Might have been.

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  4. Andy B D Bickerdike on FB

    Robin and the dog

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    1. Andrew Height
      By the time you were young most of these must have gone then.

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    2. Andy B D Bickerdike
      Nah, clearly remember no.1, 2, 5, 7 seen recently somewhere, I took a pic.. think might be one in chorlton

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    3. Andrew Height
      Post if you find.

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    4. Andy B D Bickerdike
      I'll have a look through my photos...

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    5. Andrew Height
      Thanks Mr B.

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