Auntie Doris’s Book Club #5: Gotta Find a Home” by Dennis Cardiff

imageI enjoy reading Dennis’s stories on the WordPress. Not that what he writes are exactly stories. They are all true. The people who he writes about actually exist, on the streets in his home town, in Canada, and he actually does spend his dinner breaks as well as time on his way to and from work having conversations with them, and helping them out. Even though they are all alcoholics and drug addicts and most of them have been in and out of prison for thieving and violence and stuff like that. That’s part of what makes their stories so interesting. Most people would walk straight past them and try and avoid eye contact not many would hand over any money, and fewer still would get into conversation with them.

But Dennis does. At first I thought that he was one of those born again Christians. But when I read his book I found out that he is more interested in Buddhism and Eastern Philosophy, and that is what has led him to taking an interest in these people. But it’s more than just an interest. You can tell from his writing that he really likes them, and really wants to help them be seen in a positive and dignified light.
I started to like them a bit too, through his book, even though I would probably give them a wide berth and leave the talking to Dennis. After reading about them I might be more tempted to give them a few shillings, or something to eat. Dennis makes you see the good side of them, how they are just like everybody else, only less well off and with a few more serious problems, and how they help each other out when things are difficult.

I quite liked Joy, although I wouldn’t want to rub her up the wrong way, or she might be tempted to smash my face in, and the blokes that she hangs around with like Hippo, and Andre, and Shakes, and Chuck and Little Jake, all have their endearing qualities, even though I wouldn’t like to bump into any of them down a dark Alley.

Maybe the most interesting character of all is Dennis himself. But he doesn’t let you see much of him. I particularly liked the part where he smoked a little bit of pot, just so he didn’t look out of place, and he started to admire the long, grey hair of the man who gave him it. You wouldn’t have got me smoking that stuff, but I might have been tempted by a glass of sherry. I wouldn’t have had him gawping at my hair though. I’d have kept my rollers in and my headscarf on.

Any road, you can get Dennis’s book off Amazon if you want, (and probably other places too) and any money it earns will go towards helping the homeless people that Dennis knows. Which is useful, as it saves you flying out to Canada and giving them it yourselves, and risking being tempted by pot or sherry, or running the risk of getting your face smashed in.
I’m certainly looking forward to part two coming out.

Doris’s Disciples #3: The Demise of Doris’s Disciples

ImageOh what a stupid old woman I have been. I have succumbed to the sin of pride, and allowed myself to read too much into having “followers” on WordPress. I do feel a proper fool now. I’ve had God botherers, intent on saving my soul, blokes with toothache asking me to pay for them having their teeth pulled out, and all sorts of odd bods wanting me to finance madcap schemes and what nots. The last straw was when I got followed by someone who didn’t even have a ruddy blog. Kameron George. I clicked on his name expecting to read about him and Mrs George setting up home with the little baby Georges, or his round the world solo boat trip, or how he exhibited his pet poodle, or at least some interesting interesting little titbits. Instead it took me to “best-home-business-links” dot com, and a search box. So that’s it for me. I’m done with having disciples. I knew it was a bit vain of me any-road, and I knew I was creating a rod for my own back an’all, if I was going to keep updating it. I just imagined I would make a few friends that way. Still, I am getting the hang of this malarky now. Facebook is for friends, WordPress is a bit different. Although there are some lovely people on here, and although I may well write to them or about them once in a while, I have other fish to fry.
Still, don’t think that I don’t realise that a mention from me has a certain value in the digital world. Ohh no, once bitten twice shy, and you won’t be pulling the wool over my tights again in a hurry Mr Kameron George. So here is my plan. I have put a bribe box at the side of my blog, and if anyone wants to bribe me, I will write about and link to their blog, website, or whatever they want in my blog. The better the bribe, the more glowing the write up. And the only clue that people will get about me having been bribed will be the fact that I will include details of it in the article.
So Kameron, bask in the Glory of the fact that your “best-home-business-links” dot com is the last undeserving website on the internet to be publicised for nothing by me. You will have to send me hard cash if you want my readership to click on your links in future. So put that in your pipe and smoke it!