Well, no, not actually a street walker because I stand in one place the whole time. More like a street stander. Oh, okay, I'm a street collector. You can find me half a dozen times a year, fingerless gloves clutching a charity collection box. Last week, the charity was the Mary Potter Hospice in Wellington. About eight years ago - and after the first time collecting for them - I wondered if I should do it again because of the sadness associated with the charity - many dear little old ladies told me, in detail about how Mary Potter had looked after their dying husbands. Or men would talk about their departed wives. I couldnt bear to see the pain in these peoples' eyes.
When I collect for the SPCA it's totally different. I get in animated conversation about pets. When I collect for a specific illness, say, multiple sclerosis, sometimes I've had foreign students or tourists come up to me and ask what 'multiple sclerosis' means. Try explaining that debilitating illness in just a few words!
The Cafe L'Affaire patrons are truly wonderful, always with a smile and a cheery word. I often see celebrities entering the premises. I spoke to the Governor-General and his wife two years' ago.