I have a ritual on a Thursday.
When the new Telegraph arrives I flick to the columnists page first.
There’s a part of me that needs to check whether or not I’ve been axed without warning, but generally it’s to read the other opinion pieces and see what my fellow columnists have been up to this week.
While I normally head straight for Richard Oliff (a colleague in a previous life) it was Glennis Hooper’s One Crazy Lady that really caught my attention last week, because she’s off to represent her charity, Crazy Hats, at 10 Downing Street.
When I was working full-time in radio I visited Crazy Hats at their Wellingborough HQ and was blown away by how much they managed to achieve with so few resources.
Their success is self-made and their initial plan to raise as much as they could for breast cancer awareness and treatment at KGH has resulted in nearly £2m being raised.
“From little acorns, great oaks grow,” says Glennis on their website and that perfectly sums up their success.
A walk down any high street in Northamptonshire will see you accosted by fundraisers from dozens of different national charities, and television appeals such as Children in Need annually bring in tens of millions of pounds.
With so much competition for our donations at a time where disposable income is scarce, for local charities to just keep their heads above water is a real achievement.
I’m well aware of the work that associations like Crazy Hats and Chelsea’s Angels, the Irthlingborough charity that supports children suffering from rare cancers, founded by a school friend of mine, do but there are even more that I don’t know about that mean just as much to the people involved.
I hope the Prime Minister pays attention when Glennis Hooper goes to see him, because it’s people like her who really do make Britain great.