Throughout 2015 Jilly was involved in the work of We are Wakefield, a local organization based in her hometown, raising awareness and taking action to promote equality. A lot of their work was dedicated to helping refugees in the Calais and Dunkirk camps in France. Collecting and sorting through donations to make ration packs, taking supplies aboard convoys to the camp where they helped at school and throughout the communities. W.A.W. organized concert "Rock for Refugees" later that year in December, at which Jilly performed the song "refugees" written especially for the event raising over £1000 to be used for education, medication and supplies.

In May 2016, after making the difficult decision to leave for camp, Jilly shared tears and goodbye's with a very worried family, including 12 year old daughter and finally travelled aboard a convoy to "The Calais Jungle". With letters of support written by young children at Springwell Special Academy, their wonderful donation of toys, musical instruments bought and donated, including her own Spanish guitar.......and equipped with rainbow face paints, Jilly was prepared to deliver music and art workshops at the little Marco School on camp.. What she wasn't prepared for was the Hell she walked in to..........

During a 3 day storm that battered tents and make shift shelters, tear gas unleashed at school, burning the faces of refugees trying to remove canisters to maintain a safe environment for the children, after fires that had wiped out entire sections of the camp......Jilly walked VERY carefully among charred wreckage upon the chemical waste land now inhabited by people seeking safety and acceptance within the UK.

PEOPLE DO NOT WALK THOUSANDS OF MILES TO RESIST INSIDE THIS HELL UNLESS THEY ARE FLEEING A HELL MUCH WORSE!

With 7 different religious communities trying to live side by side, enduring floods, fire, violence, hunger, disease and ignorance from the nations that didn't want to help.......the situation was dire.......and yet, unbelievably the communities were finding ways to resist and blossom like a summer meadow during the harshest winter! Makeshift schools, religious temples, community areas, play areas and even shops and restaurants were thriving, full of people! Children learning languages, practising art, adults exchanging knowledge on skills and languages, community areas alive with music, singing and warmth from the fire, restaurants and shops serving volunteers who were working on camp with the refugees.......through heavy skies of sadness, desperation, gas and bullets, the sun was still shining. Memories Jilly will never forget.