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Reflections 2019 w38

I went with my son and mum to town today, my son wanted his usual sleepover visit to the play centre. When we got to the basement parking we noticed that it looked like someone had been/was sleeping rough up the corner.

This threw my son out a little, as he could not understand why someone would sleep in a space covered in pigeon poop. “He would rather freeze to death than sleep there.”

He is 8 and does not yet realise it is not just a phrase to say. Rather like his “I would rather die than…”

The look of puzzlement he gave me when I said not to wish that because homeless people can freeze to death, and often do over winter, was one of not knowing wether I was going to say – “Joking” or in fact I was being totally serious. I explained that they may not know any bushcraft skills, he is currently watching them on youtube, so have no knowledge of shelter building, and that they may also have been moved on from somewhere else, and had this as the only dry option.

I explained how London had gone, at one point, as far as fining them and taking their belongings off them, before turning them back onto the street. My mum had not heard this and was bemused as to why they would take their belongings. I explained it was to scare the homeless away from the streets of London, to somewhere else. I also told of the stories of spikes on flat shattered areas if sleepers were common there. Again to move them on.

“Where are they supposed to go then?” he asked. “Nobody knows” I replied. “That does not make sense.” “No it does not, in fact it could even be seen as being cruel at the least” I replied.

We took a look as to wether the belongings were still there wen we came out, they were, so we nipped into the salvation army to let them know. They sent someone out to see if they could get them some food and help.

If an 8 year old does not think moving people on constantly, with nowhere to goto, makes sense; why do the leaders of our community, region and country.

How many have to freeze to death this winter, before there is outrage – once again.

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