I recently came across Mikie Lawson, a self confessed aspiring writer, international trolley dolley, friend of the stars and walking advert for Botox, on twitter and really enjoy his blog Just a Thought and he has kindly agreed to my displaying his posts from time to time.

This is his own, tongue firmly in cheek, take on charity

Adopt A Gay For Just £10 A Day

My wings have been clipped, and for now, my high flying career as a trolley dolly is grounded.

My contract ended on the 29th of December, and once again I’m officially jobless. Which beckons the question just what to do next. I could use this opportunity to finally make my dad proud by following in his footsteps and train to be a plumber.

However, there are two reasons I won’t. Firstly, I’d do anything to piss off the miserable man, and secondly there is no way I’d let these finely manicured nails get chipped whilst trying to unblock someone’s toilet. I was thinking about a complete change in direction… joining the navy. I’d love to be surrounded by– well… seamen. But apparently there isn’t any need for a personal shopper onboard an aircraft carrier.

Perhaps charity.

I have been inspired by charity advertisements. You know the ones I mean: just £2 a month can feed this family in Africa for a year, or just £3 a month will ensure this dog gets walked twice a day and go on rock climbing holidays in the Highlands at least once a year. Well, I’m now two minutes away from phoning Elton John and asking him to front an advert campaign to adopt a gay.

I think I have a strong case for charity. Just who is going to keep me in the lifestyle I’m accustomed to? I think £10 a day seems like a reasonable amount to ask for. After all, I have a gym membership to pay for, a personal trainer, a Toni&Guy haircut at least once a month, not to mention my nights out, car maintenance, insurance, my addiction to aussieBum underwear, and a Hawaiian spray tan once a week.

For the £10 a month, any sponsor will get the knowledge that they can phone their fabulous puff for fashion tips any time they want and– as a bonus– will receive a signed photograph when their adopted gay has reached his target weight with the assistance of his personal trainer. Sponsors can also be safe in the knowledge that they have prevented a gay from– gasp– becoming overweight or even worse, becoming a plumber.

So I ask you. Please give just £10 a month or whatever you can, and help a puff in their hour of need and give them a chance to go clubbing this weekend.

You can read more from Mikie at Handbags ‘n’ Botox