Food bank volunteeringAs concerns regarding the pandemic started to grow across the country, and as people within the company became ill (not necessarily COVD), a decision was taken that we would work from home. This was a week before the government decree. As we all found our home-working feet, and the company established a new rhythm, and way of working, a few of us chose to help those in need. I’d signed up as an NHS Responder, but my application was rejected on administrative grounds, and as it was now several times over-subscribed, I looked for a new way to help. A friend of mine, who’s training for a life in the clergy, volunteers at a local food-bank. In conversation it transpired that many of the existing volunteers were having to self-isolate, and that demand for the food bank was soaring. I signed up, knowing it was a good thing to do. I arrived at the church, and after prayers, we were set tasks, with mine quickly becoming the category sorting of new donations.
- How amazing the reaction of the local community
- What an invaluable job the food-bank does
- How terrible it is that food banks are needed*
Over the 3 months of lock-down, and as the government has got a handle on things, including benefit payments, the need for the food bank has diminished. I can only hope that this remains the case.
* By this, I mean how terrible that as a wealthy and privileged society we have to create such institutions. My thought here is, in no way, a criticism of the people receiving the food parcels. I know nothing of their circumstances, and if the state cannot support them, a functioning society should.