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I'm asking you for a little favour

Now I know how much you enjoy reading More than just a bag lady. So in return for all the entertainment I provide can I ask you to do something for me please? It will only take you a minute. 

I Promise. 

Oh, and it needs to be done by the 8th June so you've not got long to do it. Why don't you just do it now? Before you forget!

Can you please nominate St Marks for the sainsbury charity of the year? 

I've put all the info you will need below. Maybe you could share it with your friends and family??

Here's the link to follow:


The local store is Kenton HA3 0JA

The charity number is 1140930. 

The charity name is St Marks Hospital Foundation 


Reason for nominations could include:

Treating me! 

And...

The foundation is set up to do what the NHS can't. The Foundation is responsible for raising crucial funds for research, education and training in disorders of the gastrointestinal tract and pelvic floor, so that treatment outcomes for patients with bowel conditions can be improved all over the world.

St Marks is Britain’s leading national and international referral centre for intestinal and colorectal disorders, we are the only hospital in the UK (and one of only 14 worldwide) to be recognised as a centre of excellence by the World Organisation of Digestive Endoscopy.

Thank you! Big love 

NB x
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