I saw a homeless guy cowering in a doorway holding an old newspaper over his head sheltering from the heavy rain.
“I couldn’t help but notice but it looks like you could do with a place to take shelter for the night,” I said as I leaned in to help him to his feet.
“Oh yes, thank you sir,” he beamed with a glimmer of hope.
“I thought so,” I replied, “my neighbours have gone away for the week, If you follow me I think you’ll find that their wheelie bin is empty.”
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