It’s quite sobering to think that while I go to sleep every night in my warm bed there are approximately 3000 people a year in London who will be sleeping on the very streets I walk along.
We don’t really need to go looking for the need, as we are confronted with it everyday. I guess the thing that keeps going over in my head is....’what am I doing about it?’
Do I keep my head down and try to avoid the painstaking eye contact as I walk past, hoping that they wont ask me for anything?