Those who know me know that my singing is not one of my strong points, in fact I think the only place I’ve sang and not seen people visibly wince is in a church. However this week I found myself singing on people’s doorsteps for money!
My son, after probably watching too many American Christmas films, decided that he wanted us to go Carol Singing to raise money for the local children’s hospice, Bluebell Wood. I’m normally up for any kind of fundraising fun but I have to say I was quite nervous about this. I’m not sure if it is the memory of my dear old grandpa shouting ‘bugger off’ to anyone who knocked on his door or if it was just because we don’t really get carol singers where I live.
I tried to explain to him that people might not be receptive to people singing and waving a box for money but he was undeterred. He roped one of his friends in and their mum (thank goodness for the moral support), and off we went.
We visited maybe 10/12 houses and only two didn’t come to the door, there were no calls to ‘bugger off’ but there was lots of Christmas cheer. People donated generously, he counted up £27.42 at the end of the day, they came to the door with their family and gave out sweets and cakes and said that it had brought a real smile to their faces (that might have been my singing!).
What this little jaunt has taught me is that you have to push yourself to do things, even if it’s outside of your comfort zone and people and generally genuinely good hearted.