So Movember Too
A Post To Help Men Who Need Support From Us
All proceeds from this Kindku (designed by Cendrine Marrouat and author and poet David Ellis in 2020) will be donated to crowdfunding a tribute book of Tom Bradbury's work, care of Lesley Anne.
The Movember site is here, essentially encouraging men to grow a mustache while being sponsored to raise money to help others.
Andy's Man Club is here if you need to talk
If you need help, reach out, we are friends and will help you
The music is Life's A Long Song by Jethro Tull which gives hope when times press in on us.
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Life's hard when you feel no hope
Day by Day We'll Help
Voice your needs, we will hear you
We'll ease your Duress
Long is your road, we are here
To Help Sing Your Song
Dawn will come, You're In Our Care
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