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Please support my autistic sister during benefit sanctions!!

Wednesday, June 3rd: Hello everyone, I’m Gem, and I’m setting up a crowdfunding campaign for my sister Cheryl. Her Universal Credit has been sanctioned for 91 days, and she urgently needs support to get through the next few months.

As stated in my previous post, my sister, who is in her 30s and autistic, recently caught the flu. While she was unwell, her unemployment advisor requested that she submit her CV for a job application. Unfortunately, due to her illness, this important task slipped her mind, and she ended up applying a few days later than expected. As a result, she has been sanctioned for 91 days, until July 15th, leaving her with a minimal welfare payment of just £7 for the entirety of June.

This is clearly not sufficient to cover her bills or purchase groceries/pet supplies. However, thankfully, due to the help of our previous post, she was able to pay off her utilities, and on June 1st, she was awarded a hardship payment of £150 to help her until the end of June. She is also awaiting word back from an appeal regarding the sanction

Unfortunately, she still has £214.91 in direct debits due in the next week and needs assistance in covering them. I also have a £93 bill due this month that I need help with. It is also my birthday on the 19th, so I would really appreciate it if anyone could help us!!

I know this is a lot to ask, but if anyone could spare any amount to help my sister and me get by, even if it’s just £1/$1/€1, it would mean a great deal, and sharing helps just as much. 

Thank you ❤️

£10.71/£300!!

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And the thing about denim is that it's a twill weave and it's cotton. So not only does it hold a lot of water, it wicks. Walking around in these suckers on a wet day could get you wet to the knees even if you never stepped in a puddle.

Then you'd go inside and take off your shoes and try to avoid letting your freezing, wet, filthy pant legs touch your skin.

if you'd rather buy a plushie - here's the shop he and his wife run!