Next week, I’ll be living off £1 a day, for 5 days, for Live Below the Line.
It’s a way of getting a glimpse into what living below the poverty line might in some way be like – although a glimpse really is all it is, and one of those really squinty eye glimpses at that.
£1 a day doesn’t mean you starve. It does, however, mean that you forgo choice and spontaneity. You have to decide exactly what you eat and when, and if a friend says, let’s meet for coffee, or let’s go to the pub… you go, but you drink water. It’s not impossible by any means, just bloody inconvenient.
Last year, with a good friend and colleague, I raised £512 for women’s charity Positive Women, who do some pretty great work in Swaziland.
This year however, I’m not asking for your money. Instead, I’d love for you to join me next week, in ‘living below the line’.
Go on. Isn’t it about time you tried something different?