Blog 26 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
Hooray this is my final post for the 2.6 Challenge. The writing marathon has come to an end. It has been a good experience overall. I have managed to write about a lot of subjects that I have been meaning to for a long time. It has been interesting how on some days I planned to write about one topic but then the blog has evolved into something else. There were a few late nights that displeased me. However, it has proved to me that if I really want to blog about something I am able to make the time.
I am not sure how many people have actually read my posts. Though the one great thing about written text is that it is there to access at any point. I hope people have found the content varied and interesting. I mainly write for myself and if someone finds a post useful or entertaining it is a bonus. On some days I wasn’t sure what to write about, on others I found it hard to find the right words. Having a daily deadline meant I couldn’t keep redrafting and posts weren’t always as polished as I would have liked. Nevertheless, I made a commitment and stuck to it. I’m pretty proud of that. It has been some years since my blog was filled with so much content. Funnily there are still posts I wish to write.
According to my fundraising page I have raised £72.86 to date. I know when split 5 ways that isn’t much per charity. However, I have tried to do my bit. I’m super grateful to everyone who has supported this challenge and donated. If you are stumbling across this post a few weeks or few months on, there might still be time to donate as fundraising pages stay open for a while afterwards. Every donation I receive makes me smile and means a lot to my chosen charities.
I took part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog posts or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Thursday, 21 May 2020
Wednesday, 20 May 2020
I See
Blog 25 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
Even though I can’t see, I can see. I can see the past so vividly. It astonishes me how clearly I can recollect the past. I don’t just recall the basics like colours, I know details. For example, I can remember certain images and patterns on my clothes. I can picture characters from cartoons, such as Gus from Recess and Tommy from the Rugrats. I can see the shape of Gus’s glasses and how his trousers are too short thus exposing his socks. My mind’s eye can view Tommy’s bald head, the blue of his t-shirt and how he stands with bowed legs. As a child I never consciously stored these images, yet they are there for me to access on demand.
In the present I can see. I imagine my surroundings constantly. When I go for a walk and a car passes me by I give it a make and a colour. When I use a controlled crossing I picture the capital letters of ‘wait’ highlight itself after I have pressed the button. At home in my kitchen I envisage my red appliances; kettle, microwave and toaster. I still look at myself in the mirror. I visualise my reflection, how my hair falls, how my facial features look.
In my dreams I can see. Rarely am I blind and if I am I can still watch the dream play out in pictures. Every night my brain constructs lavish landscapes and intricate scenes. I have the ability to freely access my dream world. I wander around oblivious to my visual impairment.
In reality I cannot see. Wave your hand in front of my face and I will just feel the breeze it creates. Exit a room without a word and I will believe you are still sharing my space. Many people assume that the blind live in darkness. I can confirm that we live in pictures.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Even though I can’t see, I can see. I can see the past so vividly. It astonishes me how clearly I can recollect the past. I don’t just recall the basics like colours, I know details. For example, I can remember certain images and patterns on my clothes. I can picture characters from cartoons, such as Gus from Recess and Tommy from the Rugrats. I can see the shape of Gus’s glasses and how his trousers are too short thus exposing his socks. My mind’s eye can view Tommy’s bald head, the blue of his t-shirt and how he stands with bowed legs. As a child I never consciously stored these images, yet they are there for me to access on demand.
In the present I can see. I imagine my surroundings constantly. When I go for a walk and a car passes me by I give it a make and a colour. When I use a controlled crossing I picture the capital letters of ‘wait’ highlight itself after I have pressed the button. At home in my kitchen I envisage my red appliances; kettle, microwave and toaster. I still look at myself in the mirror. I visualise my reflection, how my hair falls, how my facial features look.
In my dreams I can see. Rarely am I blind and if I am I can still watch the dream play out in pictures. Every night my brain constructs lavish landscapes and intricate scenes. I have the ability to freely access my dream world. I wander around oblivious to my visual impairment.
In reality I cannot see. Wave your hand in front of my face and I will just feel the breeze it creates. Exit a room without a word and I will believe you are still sharing my space. Many people assume that the blind live in darkness. I can confirm that we live in pictures.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Tuesday, 19 May 2020
Plant Power
Blog 24 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
After having writer’s block a couple of days ago I’m going to try writing about food again.
Food, it fuels the body. Without it survival is impossible. In the last few years my food habits have shifted. Due to being Muslim I have never eaten meat from a pig. In general I have never been a massive meat eater. This might sound silly but I don’t like chewing. I am certain I have weakened teeth from having a brace in my teens. Anyway, when I did eat meat I would tend to go for chicken. I found it less greasy. As an adult I have always been keen on fish. I’m quite the health addict and can’t ignore the benefits that fishy oils claim to have.
My partner is vegan and has been for many years. Before it got trendy. Since being together not once have I considered joining him despite him being the perfect advert. For those who have watched The Game Changers on Netflix you will know that veganism is meant to have a whole host of health benefits. My partner displays them all. For some reason it isn’t enough to convince me.
I can’t see myself eating meat again as my mind won’t disconnect from where it comes from. For now I am able to justify eating fish. I don’t know when it officially happened but I identify as being pescatarian. I eat seafood in what otherwise is a vegetarian diet.
Saying this I mainly eat a plant based diet as it is easier to eat the same lunch and dinner as my partner. Veganism is rapidly expanding and it is nice to try new foods. People often used to say what do vegans eat? The answer is that they eat practically everything only in vegan form. Vegan lasagne, vegan kebab and vegan chilli are some of our favourite dishes. A couple of weeks ago we created our own vegan afternoon tea complete with sweet scones with a choice of jam and cream, a variety of sandwiches and a selection of desserts. It was yummy.
I urge everyone to broaden their taste buds and give plant based food a go. Try something new, something different, something ethical. By all means still eat what you enjoy. I have no intention of committing to a vegan diet so I don’t expect anyone else to.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
After having writer’s block a couple of days ago I’m going to try writing about food again.
Food, it fuels the body. Without it survival is impossible. In the last few years my food habits have shifted. Due to being Muslim I have never eaten meat from a pig. In general I have never been a massive meat eater. This might sound silly but I don’t like chewing. I am certain I have weakened teeth from having a brace in my teens. Anyway, when I did eat meat I would tend to go for chicken. I found it less greasy. As an adult I have always been keen on fish. I’m quite the health addict and can’t ignore the benefits that fishy oils claim to have.
My partner is vegan and has been for many years. Before it got trendy. Since being together not once have I considered joining him despite him being the perfect advert. For those who have watched The Game Changers on Netflix you will know that veganism is meant to have a whole host of health benefits. My partner displays them all. For some reason it isn’t enough to convince me.
I can’t see myself eating meat again as my mind won’t disconnect from where it comes from. For now I am able to justify eating fish. I don’t know when it officially happened but I identify as being pescatarian. I eat seafood in what otherwise is a vegetarian diet.
Saying this I mainly eat a plant based diet as it is easier to eat the same lunch and dinner as my partner. Veganism is rapidly expanding and it is nice to try new foods. People often used to say what do vegans eat? The answer is that they eat practically everything only in vegan form. Vegan lasagne, vegan kebab and vegan chilli are some of our favourite dishes. A couple of weeks ago we created our own vegan afternoon tea complete with sweet scones with a choice of jam and cream, a variety of sandwiches and a selection of desserts. It was yummy.
I urge everyone to broaden their taste buds and give plant based food a go. Try something new, something different, something ethical. By all means still eat what you enjoy. I have no intention of committing to a vegan diet so I don’t expect anyone else to.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Monday, 18 May 2020
Sharing the Struggles
Blog 23 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
I have been visually impaired for as long as I can remember. It has been 13 years since I had useful vision. Useful vision being the ability to see shapes, colours and print with the aid of a CCTV magnifier. It has been even longer since I could read print unaided, play sports such as netball and tennis, function like a fully sighted person. Today marks the beginning of mental health week. Generally I don’t mind being blind. I have adapted and lead a fulfilling life. However, losing my vision throughout my childhood was hard. I didn’t just lose my sight, I lost my confidence, friendships and identity. If I still had good partial vision I wouldn’t be the same person I am today. My sight loss has caused me to become a version of myself that I never planned on being.
Do I miss having sight? In all honesty I do every single day. There is always something I want a quick glimpse of from knowing what a tinned can is in the cupboard to watching the boys playing tug. I wish I knew what my partner looked like, I wish I could see all of those silly memes and gifs. I wish every second of everyday wasn’t so difficult. The level of concentration needed to pour a cup of tea or the extra effort needed to find something on a table can be draining. People don’t see the little struggles because I have learnt to get on with life, present myself as capable and confident. I believe human nature forces us to hide our weaknesses. Yet we shouldn’t be afraid to share our imperfections. Whilst I portray positivity within my blog posts, I hope people recognise and appreciate that I don’t shy away from writing about the difficulties of sight loss too.
For years I convinced myself that being blind wasn’t forever. There would be a cure. I would regain vision again. I lived in denial. I’m not sure exactly when it happened, when I started to accept my blindness. It was probably a combination of factors from taking athletics seriously where my sight loss was irrelevant to mixing with other visually impaired people. Other people who had experienced sight loss, visually impaired people that acted as sub-conscious role models to me who demonstrated that being blind doesn’t stop you from living.
I accept that I can’t see. I accept that the simplest of tasks can prove quite the challenge. Being blind causes me stress and anxiety on a daily basis. I can’t wave a magic wand to fix my vision. What I can do is not let my lack of vision control me. I control it. I take on the testing situations and applaud my achievements. Sometimes I fail and consider defeat. Then I take a deep breath and vow to try again.
If you are struggling with your mental health please don’t feel embarrassed or scared to seek support.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
I have been visually impaired for as long as I can remember. It has been 13 years since I had useful vision. Useful vision being the ability to see shapes, colours and print with the aid of a CCTV magnifier. It has been even longer since I could read print unaided, play sports such as netball and tennis, function like a fully sighted person. Today marks the beginning of mental health week. Generally I don’t mind being blind. I have adapted and lead a fulfilling life. However, losing my vision throughout my childhood was hard. I didn’t just lose my sight, I lost my confidence, friendships and identity. If I still had good partial vision I wouldn’t be the same person I am today. My sight loss has caused me to become a version of myself that I never planned on being.
Do I miss having sight? In all honesty I do every single day. There is always something I want a quick glimpse of from knowing what a tinned can is in the cupboard to watching the boys playing tug. I wish I knew what my partner looked like, I wish I could see all of those silly memes and gifs. I wish every second of everyday wasn’t so difficult. The level of concentration needed to pour a cup of tea or the extra effort needed to find something on a table can be draining. People don’t see the little struggles because I have learnt to get on with life, present myself as capable and confident. I believe human nature forces us to hide our weaknesses. Yet we shouldn’t be afraid to share our imperfections. Whilst I portray positivity within my blog posts, I hope people recognise and appreciate that I don’t shy away from writing about the difficulties of sight loss too.
For years I convinced myself that being blind wasn’t forever. There would be a cure. I would regain vision again. I lived in denial. I’m not sure exactly when it happened, when I started to accept my blindness. It was probably a combination of factors from taking athletics seriously where my sight loss was irrelevant to mixing with other visually impaired people. Other people who had experienced sight loss, visually impaired people that acted as sub-conscious role models to me who demonstrated that being blind doesn’t stop you from living.
I accept that I can’t see. I accept that the simplest of tasks can prove quite the challenge. Being blind causes me stress and anxiety on a daily basis. I can’t wave a magic wand to fix my vision. What I can do is not let my lack of vision control me. I control it. I take on the testing situations and applaud my achievements. Sometimes I fail and consider defeat. Then I take a deep breath and vow to try again.
If you are struggling with your mental health please don’t feel embarrassed or scared to seek support.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Sunday, 17 May 2020
A Day in the Life
Blog 22 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
I’m going to be honest, I don’t know what I want to blog about today. Well I do, the plan was to talk food. I just can’t figure out where to start with it. Writer’s block. Instead of torturing myself, I am going to leave that post for another day.
Since my mind isn’t firing on all cylinders I’m simply going to write about my day. I’m sitting in my garden absorbing the sunshine. This is one of my favourite pastimes and is making me crave a holiday. Without fail I go on at least one beach holiday per year. In fact last May I was in Majorca. I was due to go to Turkey last October, but the collapse of Thomas Cook meant our holiday was cancelled. I’m definitely ready to feel the sand between my toes and to listen to the soothing sounds of the waves lapping the shore. I wish I lived closer to the coast. Grumble, grumble.
I have a very good internal clock and naturally wake up around 6.45 each morning. This is also the time my heating clicks on. I spend the boys, feed the boys and then sit down to BBC Breakfast with a bowl of cereal and a cup of tea. reading that back I sound very middle aged!
For the last few days I haven’t been getting out with Riley until the early evening. So I promised him a morning walk today. We tackled one of our new routes and I think it is the best we have done it. I didn’t have to remove too many slobbery sticks from Riley’s mouth and we didn’t drift off track too much. I have noticed morning walkers, joggers and cyclists are friendlier than the afternoon and evening folk. We received numerous greetings and people actively cleared the way for us to ensure social distancing was being observed. This makes a walk much more pleasant.
A 75 minute walk did nothing to tire Riley out and he was full of beans on our return. He played frantically with Calvin and did some crazy running around the garden. I’m not sure what Riley’s issue is but he rarely steps foot on to the grass in the garden. When I wanted to groom him on the grass the other day you would have thought I was trying to pull him off the edge of a cliff.
Before lunch I had my daily chat with my mum. She likes to tell me about every second of her day and night so our phone calls are often quite lengthy. When she takes a half breath I am able to get in and share the happenings from my end. She reads my blog and I know will laugh at the mentioning of her monologues. We have a very close relationship.
Since lunch I have been listening to The History of Bees by Maja Lunde. I only started it yesterday and need to finish it in time for book club on Wednesday night. We used to meet at a different pub each month to discuss the latest book choice. Now we are meeting via Zoom. There are 7 of us in the group and we take it in turns to choose a book. Last month was my choice and I chose The Friend by Dorothy Koomson. I am known for my harsh reviews. Whilst I don’t always love the book choice I like reading books I never would have picked.
After posting this blog I am going to work out in our home gym before dinner and Netflix. I am really hoping Riverdale has an exciting climax. The show is so bad that it is good.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
I’m going to be honest, I don’t know what I want to blog about today. Well I do, the plan was to talk food. I just can’t figure out where to start with it. Writer’s block. Instead of torturing myself, I am going to leave that post for another day.
Since my mind isn’t firing on all cylinders I’m simply going to write about my day. I’m sitting in my garden absorbing the sunshine. This is one of my favourite pastimes and is making me crave a holiday. Without fail I go on at least one beach holiday per year. In fact last May I was in Majorca. I was due to go to Turkey last October, but the collapse of Thomas Cook meant our holiday was cancelled. I’m definitely ready to feel the sand between my toes and to listen to the soothing sounds of the waves lapping the shore. I wish I lived closer to the coast. Grumble, grumble.
I have a very good internal clock and naturally wake up around 6.45 each morning. This is also the time my heating clicks on. I spend the boys, feed the boys and then sit down to BBC Breakfast with a bowl of cereal and a cup of tea. reading that back I sound very middle aged!
For the last few days I haven’t been getting out with Riley until the early evening. So I promised him a morning walk today. We tackled one of our new routes and I think it is the best we have done it. I didn’t have to remove too many slobbery sticks from Riley’s mouth and we didn’t drift off track too much. I have noticed morning walkers, joggers and cyclists are friendlier than the afternoon and evening folk. We received numerous greetings and people actively cleared the way for us to ensure social distancing was being observed. This makes a walk much more pleasant.
A 75 minute walk did nothing to tire Riley out and he was full of beans on our return. He played frantically with Calvin and did some crazy running around the garden. I’m not sure what Riley’s issue is but he rarely steps foot on to the grass in the garden. When I wanted to groom him on the grass the other day you would have thought I was trying to pull him off the edge of a cliff.
Before lunch I had my daily chat with my mum. She likes to tell me about every second of her day and night so our phone calls are often quite lengthy. When she takes a half breath I am able to get in and share the happenings from my end. She reads my blog and I know will laugh at the mentioning of her monologues. We have a very close relationship.
Since lunch I have been listening to The History of Bees by Maja Lunde. I only started it yesterday and need to finish it in time for book club on Wednesday night. We used to meet at a different pub each month to discuss the latest book choice. Now we are meeting via Zoom. There are 7 of us in the group and we take it in turns to choose a book. Last month was my choice and I chose The Friend by Dorothy Koomson. I am known for my harsh reviews. Whilst I don’t always love the book choice I like reading books I never would have picked.
After posting this blog I am going to work out in our home gym before dinner and Netflix. I am really hoping Riverdale has an exciting climax. The show is so bad that it is good.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Saturday, 16 May 2020
Accessible Fitness
Blog 21 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
Before the pandemic it was a known fact that visually impaired people regularly experienced social isolation. Therefore I find it somewhat surprising that it has taken the entire nation to be socially isolated to prompt accessible homebased activities. Perhaps it existed to a degree and it wasn’t well advertised or utilised. I hope post pandemic charities and businesses will continue the online work they have started.
Staying fit and healthy is something that I feel strongly about. I think everyone should have the opportunity to feel the adrenaline rush that exercise gives you. Since the lockdown I have come across two fantastic resources that I encourage visually impaired people to take advantage of.
First is the British Blind Sport stay in work out face book group. To date the group has 360 members. This immediately tells me that not enough people know about the group. It is a place to talk about sport and share experiences. There are also a host of accessible work out videos from boxercise to strength and tone. Currently each Wednesday they do a live work out that people can access via Zoom. Just search British Blind Sport stay in work out on Face Book and you should find the group.
The second resource is the Look UK You Tube channel. Check out their keep fit videos from yoga to circuits. They also have some other interesting content to browse once you have worked up a sweat. If you are keen on poetry then you might want to get involved with their poetry challenge. Exercising the mind is important too.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Before the pandemic it was a known fact that visually impaired people regularly experienced social isolation. Therefore I find it somewhat surprising that it has taken the entire nation to be socially isolated to prompt accessible homebased activities. Perhaps it existed to a degree and it wasn’t well advertised or utilised. I hope post pandemic charities and businesses will continue the online work they have started.
Staying fit and healthy is something that I feel strongly about. I think everyone should have the opportunity to feel the adrenaline rush that exercise gives you. Since the lockdown I have come across two fantastic resources that I encourage visually impaired people to take advantage of.
First is the British Blind Sport stay in work out face book group. To date the group has 360 members. This immediately tells me that not enough people know about the group. It is a place to talk about sport and share experiences. There are also a host of accessible work out videos from boxercise to strength and tone. Currently each Wednesday they do a live work out that people can access via Zoom. Just search British Blind Sport stay in work out on Face Book and you should find the group.
The second resource is the Look UK You Tube channel. Check out their keep fit videos from yoga to circuits. They also have some other interesting content to browse once you have worked up a sweat. If you are keen on poetry then you might want to get involved with their poetry challenge. Exercising the mind is important too.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
Friday, 15 May 2020
Who Are You?
Blog 20 – 2.6 Challenge – 26 blog posts over 26 days…
I am female, a girl, a woman. A daughter, a sister, an advocate. A girlfriend, a partner, a lover. A friend, a listening ear, a confidante. A volunteer, a unit helper, an ambassador. An expert by experience, a voice, a colleague. A Guide Dog owner, a mother, a playmate. A reader, a critique, a endorser. A blogger, a diarist, a sharer. An athlete, a sprinter, a chaser. A learner, a graduate, an achiever. A face booker, a tweeter, a stranger. A disabled person, a visually impaired person, a fighter. A dreamer, a doer, a try hard. A pescatarian, a believer, a Muslim. I am Selina, a human, a somebody.
We are all so many things. So many different personas. Something to someone. Don’t ever think you are a nobody.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
I am female, a girl, a woman. A daughter, a sister, an advocate. A girlfriend, a partner, a lover. A friend, a listening ear, a confidante. A volunteer, a unit helper, an ambassador. An expert by experience, a voice, a colleague. A Guide Dog owner, a mother, a playmate. A reader, a critique, a endorser. A blogger, a diarist, a sharer. An athlete, a sprinter, a chaser. A learner, a graduate, an achiever. A face booker, a tweeter, a stranger. A disabled person, a visually impaired person, a fighter. A dreamer, a doer, a try hard. A pescatarian, a believer, a Muslim. I am Selina, a human, a somebody.
We are all so many things. So many different personas. Something to someone. Don’t ever think you are a nobody.
I am taking part in the 2.6 Challenge to help save our UK charities. If you enjoyed my blog post or are feeling generous please consider donating as little as £1 to support my chosen charities: The Norrie Disease Foundation, Guide Dogs for the Blind, Look UK, RNIB and Girl Guiding UK. You can find my fundraising page by clicking here
Thank you and stay safe x
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