I’ve been busy over the last couple of weeks planning and writing letters. I’m trying to organise a fundraising event around the World Cup in June. I have some ideas of things to do in the office over a week and culminating on a Friday featuring games, a sweepstake, a keepie-uppie competition, a raffle, an auction, etc. So I’ve been writing to various celebrities asking if they would donate something to be raffled/auctioned. I’ve had a couple of responses so far which is brilliant. I’m hoping one of them might look kindly on me and come along for an hour or so to help out with one of the activities.
When I was talking to someone in work about this she happened to mention that the CEO of my company ‘knows’ David Beckham. I wasn’t sure to what extent this referred to but I took a chance and e-mailed him asking whether he might be able to get something to be auctioned. Well, I was blown away by the response of “How about a signed England shirt by David in a frame?” Fast-forward to today and I received what was promised – delivered to my CEO straight from Lord Sir David of Beckham on High. Amazing! Hopefully this will bring in a few pennies for Great Ormond Street Hospital.
I’ve also been working on a website for the climb. It’s all coming together and we’re looking to launch at the beginning of May. The only thing to be finalised is how to receive donations. I’ve already been selling some knitted Easter bunnies knitted by my mum as well as doing a sweepstake for the Grand National so I’ve got about £150 so far. Not much in the grand scheme of things, I know, but every little helps.
On a different note, I’ve lost another 1lb today which makes a total of 15lbs in 16 weeks. Not bad at all! I’m also noticing that my clothes are getting a bit marquee-like on me so I might need to eBay some old stuff and buy some new stuff. I’m going to Monaco in a few weeks for the F1 grand prix so I need to try on last year’s summer clothes in case they don’t fit! People are noticing a difference too so that’s always uplifting.
I went home to Wales last weekend for Easter and went walking with my parents in the mountains either side of my village. On Good Friday we went to the west – there was glorious sunshine and clear blue skies. We even got a bit sunburnt. We walked for about 7 miles with very steep hills but had some great views across the valley. Sunday, however, was like a totally different weather system. We went up the mountain to the east of the village and it started lashing down with rain just as we left the house. It was still a really nice walk though and, although it wasn’t so inclineous (not a word but you get my meaning!), it had a variety of terrains from leafy floors to gravel to quite rocky which was great and it meant my boots got a proper 5-mile workout. We all got totally soaked but laughed all the way like the mentalists we are.