With homelessness continuing to surge, and the government further dehumanising rough sleepers, here are some things to bear in mind.
We head to Luton, which has one of the highest rates of homelessness in the UK, to find out the scale of the problem.
I was a well-educated, middle class young man with a good job. And then, overnight, I found myself homeless.
As London’s homeless population grows, the question of how—and what—to feed rough sleepers becomes increasingly important.
And fuck you for saying they don't.
Last week I wrote about my homelessness. And Britain responded.
I've got a degree, I've got a job, and I still can't afford to live in my home town.