BACK IN LA: THE THINGS I MISS THE MOST
Those who have met me will tell you that I am not a particularly giving chap. Oh, I don't steal coins from church boxes or pilfer notes from the tin of that blind chap who plays squawking violin in front of John Lewis on a Saturday. But, when it comes to most things, I ain't going to lie to you, it is all about me, myself and I.
Every now and then, however, someone does something which fractures my black little heart and makes me realise that my constant search for good things to eat has made me into a spoiled little fuckwit and that there are far too many people out there worse off than I am.
On Thursday, less than 24 hours after my arrival, I made a whining status update on Facebook bemoaning the fact that I can't get a decent cup of tea here in Los Angeles. At the time I was staring down at a mug of grey liquid made with a tea bag from Trader Joe's and regretting the fact that I had forgotten to pack my usual box of Taylor's Yorkshire Gold.
Immediately my Facebook friends sprang into action suggesting places I could find some in LA (at an exorbitant cost no doubt) Some even offered to send some over from the UK. One chum, Jane King, sent a message telling me that she had muled some of her personal stash to California for me all the way from Austin, Texas.
It was a kind gesture and I shall bless her every time I sip on a mug of the golden elixir. It meant more than that, however, because Jane and her husband, John have much better things to be thinking of. A few years ago, they were touched by a local news show which covered the visit to Austin of a group of orphans from Colombia. They are amazing people and their own children being adults, they made the immediate decision to offer help and a home. Their beautiful and charming adopted daughter, Natalie was the result.
Now, they dedicate much of their time to providing help for other orphans back Natalie's hometown. Those who have not been lucky enough to find adoptive parents and who face a life on the streets, or worse when they become too old to remain in the state provided homes.
So, with a bit of "quid pro quo" firmly at the front of my mind, here is the link to FRIENDS OF COLOMBIAN ORPHANS who need all the help they can get. So, as I shall, have a look at their website when you are having your morning cup of tea and thank God that the quality of your brew is probably all you have to worry about today