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    Spanish Attacks - Barcelona & Cambrils!

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    Yet more terrorist attacks in the heart of Europe, this time at home in Spain. Last night, while working at LoungeD, I heard of the first attack in Barcelona, in the Las Ramblas district, an area I know well, having visited it on many occasions; a place heaving with tourists at the peak of the summer season; a soft target, used by cowards to kill indiscriminately. Spain is used to terrorist attacks; in 2004 two hundred people were killed in the Madrid train bombing, the worst in Spain's history. Yesterdays attack in Barcelona, mirrored other onslaughts, especially in Britain in recent times.

    As I awoke this morning I read that there had been a second assault, 70 miles from Barcelona, in the seaside town of Cambrils. The twelve strong terror cell, thought to be behind these attacks, were initially planning these atrocities with gas canisters.  These two shocking events ended with a police shoot out and the death of five terrorists. Understandably Expats and tourists alike, remain concerned and nervous, as tension runs high.

    Foreign travel advice from the British Government reads: "The British Embassy in Madrid and Consulate General in Barcelona are in contact with local authorities and urgently seeking further information following incidents in the Las Ramblas area of central Barcelona and Cambrils, near Salou (100kms south west of Barcelona).
    "If you're in the immediate area you should take care and follow the advice of the local security authorities. 
    "Press reports suggest that some public transport, particularly the metro, has been affected; this page will be updated as the situation develops."
    “If you’re caught up in an ongoing incident, turn any mobile phones or other devices to silent, and do not put your location on social media. 
    “A helpline has been set up on 0034 93 214 21 24, although some callers have experienced problems with the line. The Spanish authorities are working to resolve this.”
    Further information will be available on the FCO website as the situation develops. 

    Polizia Locale, in the Gran Alacant area have advised everyone to remain vigilant, but to carry on with their daily business. We can't let these terrorists win, it is imperative we continue as normal. Until European Governments deal with these Islamic terrorists, removing them from our streets and deporting them to their country of origin; or in the case of home grown terrorists, arresting them and locking them away; we will continue to suffer disruption, destruction and death.  Europe is ignoring this problem, which is the reason, we are where we are today; this is not a time for political correctness, this is a time for political action!

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    Charity

    I have written much about charity and my negative experiences working for Oxfam; sometimes too much. The past has clouded my judgement on future charitable endeavours and has often made me turn away from exploits, that would have been good for me and the recipient. Negative experiences with anything tends to live clear in the mind, far longer than the positive, that is a fact of life. My escapades with Oxfam will remain with me for a very long time; a burden I accepted long ago. Reading my blog entries, one may assume I have only had difficult encounters with the charitable sector; in reality, nothing could be further from the truth. My life was tainted by Oxfam, but not entirely. I have many fond memories from more advantageous adventures.
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    My earliest engagement; raising money for good causes, was 'Operation Scarlet' in 1994; making red ribbons to sell, for AIDS research, at a time when this dreaded disease was claiming lives and the outlook for those who had contracted the virus was bleak.
    In 1994 the treatment for AIDS was in its infancy. I knew many people who had contracted the disease; being able to do ones bit, allowed myself and others the privilege, of giving a little back, to the community in which we were apart. We spent many long evenings in a friends apartment, turning red ribbon into badges to wear with pride, supporting all those hoping for a second chance, a new lease of life through the advancement of research into this appalling scourge. Luckily today, many of those who had contracted HIV at this time, are still alive and well. Medical advances have given lives back, rather than taken them away.

    Raising money for any good cause is a part of British life, ingrained in our national psyche; from HM The Queens devotion to good causes, Patron of many charities to the volunteer in a charity shop sorting out unwanted clothes. Without dedicated people, with no agenda, just a desire to do good, many trusts would be unable to carry out the work they do. 

    I am often asked what I think about 'charity' after my rum brush, with the darker side of Oxfam. I am instinctively drawn to the rejection of such organisations; if Oxfam is corrupt, then any number of other similar groups could also be. Equally I am reminded that not everyone is the same. Over the last eighteen months my views have mellowed, today I remain philosophical about the role of charities and although I would never give money to these trusts personally again, I would give up my time, working for an organisation, I felt represented my aims and beliefs as an individual; Oxfam however, would always be out of such an equation.

    As readers to my blogs are aware, I worked as a mentor and advocate for 'Action For Children;' I also gave up my time working for the 'Easy Horse Care' charity here in Spain; supporting this fantastic organisation in its work, saving horses and donkeys from this region of Spain. These are two charities, carrying out work, close to my heart; the protection of children and the preservation of animals, abused and in many cases left for dead. There is dishonesty and deception in every charity across society; in the case of  Oxfam, I dug too deep and knew too much. I found out about terrible injustices; I became embroiled in a scandal, that I would never forget. My consequent experiences of other organisations has not shown such disregard for human dignity so I could never pass judgement on others, preferring to believe that corruption only exists in Britain's biggest charity, Oxfam, as naive as that seems!

    Like most people I have also given money to various groups, raising funds, in the past; I sponsored a child in Brazil, paying for his education; gave money towards a cat called Ashley, at the RSPCA in Milton Keynes, who was suffering from FIV, cat AIDS and had various direct debits coming from my British account each month, towards many different causes. Stopping the trickle of funds was a personal choice, built on experience; it doesn't mean you should do the same; I do however want to give you some advice.

    Research the charity of your choice comprehensively; look at the statistics and most importantly, the percentage income distributed, to those who are in desperate need. Read and investigate who exactly this organisation is, make sure it practices what it preaches and above all speak to others who have had exposure in your chosen cause. If it doesn't live up to your expectations, there are many other groups that need your help and support. Finally after my ordeal with a large multinational charity, I would say, stick local and make sure you see where the money goes; not all charities are the same!
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    An Open Letter To Oxfam - CEO Mark Goldring!

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    Dear Mr Goldring

    It has been two and a half years since I suffered at the hands of a sociopath, whilst working for your charity. As yet, despite my persistence and that of others, who also endured terrible injustices, you have failed to respond, act reasonably or offer any apologies for the terrible acts of bullying carried out in your name. Today I am writing this open letter, to bring to your attention, once more, the events lat led me to have to give up my life in the UK, restarting and rebuilding my life in Spain, where I now reside.  It is time you recognised your failures in dealing with the spectre of sociopathy in your own ranks and finally admitted what has and continues to transpire within your organisation.

    In December 2015, I left the employ of Oxfam, after nine months of discrimination and prejudice brought about by my Manager, her actions, lies, corruption and cover ups. For an equivocal length of time, me and others were subjected to disturbing, dubious and illegal practices, that have no place in the modern world, let alone a charity. Those in charge of dealing with my grievances and those from others in my position, blatantly ignored pleas for help, leaving an embattled, beleaguered work force, unrepresented and overlooked. Others, like me became ill, lost respect and resigned; inaction brought the area I worked in to its knees. I was a dedicated Manager, like so many others who worked for you and the aims you apparently held dear. We worked for very little recompense or reward, but believed in the job we did, trying to alleviate the suffering of those who have no voice, making poverty history. Our own cries went unheard; those in HR and  positions of authority at Oxfam House covered up and protected those who sort to destroy lives for no other reason, than they could.

    I was advised to leave the UK, officially and legally and took the advice, giving up a home and country I had lived in all my life, because of what you sanctioned. You made no apologies for your actions and continued to cover up a litany of abuses against myself and my colleagues. It is your great shame that so many employees carry the scares and anxieties of mistreatment; injuries that will take a lifetime to recover from. As a victim, my biggest shock and miscomprehension, was that an employer I trusted did nothing to protect my interests and needs in the workplace; ignoring rules, employment law and guidelines; treating me with contempt, endangering my life!

    Today, two and a half years later, I have rebuilt my life, a life taken from me by you. I have had to countenance severe hardships and tolerate your inaction, everyday and will spend each subsequent day fighting for justice; not only for me, but many others who have deteriorated because of you. Every person I meet, I assess  their possible intent and motives; I can not form friendships normally, because of your employees treatment of me; I look over my shoulder, always and constantly have flashbacks over the trauma suffered. My life was cut short at your behest; you now have to own up and take responsibility for your actions.

    This letter will keep the fight alive, the memory of  what you did in the hearts of those who agonized and on the conscience of all of you, who perpetrated these acts of brutality. One day you will have to stand up and admit your guilt; until then I will continue to write about a charity, whose credentials are discredited, motives unclear and actions abhorrent. You can silence your own ranks but will not extinguish me; I will always have right on my side, you will not!
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    More Familiar Faces!

    Some more Familiar Faces at LoungeD. We had another busy night last night, as customers return night after night, which is heartwarming; we must be doing something right. I am enjoying my time, behind the bar, meeting some wonderful characters, from all over the World. Last night we had guests from Belgium, Germany the United States, UK and of course Spain. I remember writing an article recently, discussing the benefits of living in Gran Alacant, when I came across some interesting statistics: there are over one hundred nationalities living in this community, a lot more than one would expect to find, in similar sized towns across Europe.  If you haven't popped your head around the door and said hi yet, we would love to see you. 
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    Virus!

    The temporary editions to our household are doing as well as can be expected. Despite their age, they are eating well, although remaining very small and skinny. As time goes on, they are coming out of their shells more; already you can see two very different personalities shining through. The smallest kitten, still has some tar stuck to her fur, which we can only assume happened when they were both abandoned. There is little chance of removing it at the moment; in time is will work its way free. Darrell has been spending far more time with them then me, due to my work commitments; they are  more used to his company, than mine. Still no names for them, any ideas, let me know; thank you for all your wishes of hope and good luck!
    As a consequence, of fostering these two kittens, Lily has caught a virus. About ten years ago Lily contracted Cat Flu and nearly died as a result, We nursed her back to health over a long period of time. This is a nasty disease for cats and will reoccur from time to time, especially when she is stressed. Lily's immune system clearly suffered when we brought  two orphaned cats home and she has been ill for several days.

    With the weekend out of the way, Darrell took Lily to the vets, where it was determined she had a virus. She was given several injections of antibiotics and an anti inflammatory as well as a prescription for treatment to reduce the mucus on her lungs. Surprisingly for me, we had to go to the Pharmacy to get the medicine for Lily, which can be used for both humans and animals; how good is that! Currently she is sleeping and hopefully recovering, back to health. Back to the vets in a few days for another jab of antibiotics, then hopefully a return to normality!
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