Today I thought I'd email a load of CEO's.
The chances that they, they with fat bank accounts, will sponsor me, are nil. So instead of intelligently spelling out the awful reality of homeless people's lives, which is nothing like their own, I injected some stigmum madness instead, just for fun.
If I could walk 500 miles
Then I would walk 500 more
Just to be the girl who helps the homeless
Lift their lives up from the floor
La la la la, la la la la, will you sponsor me?!
La la la la, la la la la, I'll stride on happily! (The Proclaimers)
A few hours later, my fundraising page tells me my target is still stuck on 17%, graciously donated by friends.
Oh well. Back to the drawing board!
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