Small encounters

  When I arrive at 7.30pm to open up the office there’s a man lying face down outside the office door on the concrete floor. He’s slender, with grubby jeans, short white hair, flip flops. He’s an older man but I don’t recognise him. He doesn’t stir when I speak to him. Later, when Pat… Continue reading Small encounters

Unexpected…

Friday On Patrol – I arrive early and wait for the others to arrive, one comes on time, the others half an hour later. We are meeting earlier now, at 8pm which seems to much more popular timing and allows people to be home by midnight. The rough sleepers are still awake and more people… Continue reading Unexpected…