It' s got to the stage where not a week goes by without at least one and probably more of those charity clothes collections bags dropping through the letterbox. And I'm not counting leaflets from those dodgy east european outfits either - there's always a couple of those.
This week so far it's been the "Little Treasures Children's Trust" (never heard of them); "Breast Cancer Prevention Programme" (no charity number on that one!) and the NSPCC.
If I have stuff they get it but surely it's just overkill now? Can't they just amalgamate their efforts, do co-ordinated collections and share the proceeds? I can't believe it still makes money for them all.
Still the bags come in handy for the kitchen bin.
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As Airman says be very careful which bag you put your old stuff in if you want it to go to a proper charity and not end up being sold on for the benefit of a individual who may or may not make a charitable contribution.
Yes, I reckon you're right, I looked again at the "Breast Cancer Prevention Programme" sack and it is indeed from a company that says it makes a "donation" to breast screening in Lithuania but is obviously trying to look like the regular UK charity.
Mind you, they can then also put a face to the dodgy clothes ;-)
Give away a cardie? you must be joking.
As Rod sang "An old Carigan Never Lets you Down"
To my astonishment, a market stall owner in Deptford Market trading in second-hand clothes had a business with a turnover of FOUR million pounds.
She was given or purchased -for pennies - the scrag-end of charity shop donations from SE England - by the truck load. Thats the stuff that you and I don't want - and the charity shops don't want. The volume was staggering - I seem to recall a figure of N tonnes per day.
There was a form of triage.
She employed an army of seamstresses (based in some Arches in SE8) to repair a small percentage of clothing to resell with a rather lovely added value.
Some of these were sold by the rail (say 40 - 100 quid) to other Markets' market-traders.
The second cut was items that could pass as garments - these were sent to a sorting facility (? in Croydon?).
The scale of this was epic - aircraft-hangar sized - mountains of clothing thirty feet high. ForkLift trucks stuffing shipping boxes with shrunk wrapped bundles. For Export.
Third triage cut was rags. Still a sale-able commodity.
Any cloth that could be cut into a blanket or sheet was held in stock "for disasters".
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WTF ?
I think you need medical attention.