Saturday, November 04, 2006

Homeless on the streets of London

Friday, Nov 3 | It is 6.00pm, the first hour we have had to sit down with coffees since arriving in London this morning. We are in a centre for the homeless called Crisis. Having been unable to secure a night shelter for tonight, in four hours Declan and I will be sleeping on the street. Just now I went into the toilet and dumped three-quarters of my rucksack. I can now say that I have truly nothing except the clothes I am wearing, a couple of pairs of stocks, underwear, toothbrush and a military sleeping bag given to me earlier this afternoon. No other way to survive the streets.

In a nutshell, there are day centres which are open at different times around London. I guess some homeless people do the rounds to get out of the cold and the rain. Just one day on the streets and Declan and I know where to go to get free breakfast, good water and even a cup of coffee in the afternoon. We also have the primary libraries in the City of London identified.

We are determined to beat this new way to live that we have been forced into. Lots of lateral thinking is going to be necessary, which I am happy to report Declan and I are very good at. There is really nobody in the world I would choose to go to the street with other than Declan. He is full of resources, well-travelled and very good on the phone! No wonder we are being closely policed; not difficult though, when you consider there are not many possibilities when someone has little money, no place to sleep and few places to get into. I should mention here that yesterday, before leaving Birmingham, Declan received a letter from the court manager in the High Court of Justice Administrative Court here in London, informing him that at a hearing on 11 December Mr Justice Collins will reconsider his decision of 13 October to deny us permission to apply for judicial review against the Department for Work and Pensions. We've got to survive being homeless until then. Didn't Declan request on 24 August an urgent judicial review? Somehow I don't think that we're supposed to survive that long. The British government (any government really) has so many resources at its disposal to take out any inconvenience that it's hard to believe individuals without money or power broke through in the pre-internet era.

We have been told by two advisers in two different day centres that because Declan's joint claim for unemployment benefit has been terminated (because he did not sign on two days before he was supposed to), we are not entitled to Housing Benefit; and most night shelters are not interested in people without it. Choices are slim after that. Rolling night shelters (different church halls that rotate on a weekly basis) are run between the end of November and March and are mostly full of people who are not accepted by night shelters because of addictions and the like. Most night shelters that do not require Housing Benefit are government owned and only accept people sleeping rough that have been referred to them by a Contact and Assessment Team (CAT). A CAT from one of the homeless charities visits people sleeping rough when they are bedded down with a view to referring them to a night shelter, if possible.

Having arrived in London by bus this morning at 5.30am, we were first referred by the Methodist-run Whitechapel Mission to the Catholic Sisters of Mercy-run Dellow Centre. The Dellow Centre told us we should probably make our way to Victoria Station, where it might be safer for us to sleep. We arrived there almost out of breath and went straight into The Passage day centre, which is run by the Daughters of Charity of St Vincent de Paul and Westminster Cathedral. An advisor there told us we had no connections in London and therefore could not access their services. We were advised to jump on a bus immediately - coincidently from Victoria Station - and return to Birmingham. When we mentioned our right of free movement within the EU, the advisor got very defensive and told us that no CAT visits rough sleepers around Victoria Station on a Friday, Saturday or Sunday.

So we are supposed to return Birmingham! Getting the picture, we made our way back to the Dellow Centre. This time we arrived at the Centre with the address of a patch nearby that we had chosen for the night. They took the details for a Thames Reach rescue team to visit us between 11.00pm and 4.00am.

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Saturday, Nov 4 | It is now about 1.00am. Declan is sleeping beside me in our patch while I am here writing on our first night as homeless people. I couldn't really sleep without mentioning the experience of walking to Trafalgar Square earlier tonight and queuing with over 150 homeless people in the cold to be given some hot food from a van. Declan got information on food that will be handy for the weekend. By 10.00pm we were back at our patch. It is quite cold now, although the army sleeping bags we were given yesterday are providing some protection. I'm sure no CAT will visit us.

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It's 7.00am. We're back at the Whitechapel Mission. Just to confirm that no CAT visited us last night. At 5.00am we woke so cold that we decided to make our way to the Mission, the only homeless centre in London that opens at 6.00am for free coffee and biscuits. It was pitch dark when we started out. Next week the weather is expected to take a turn for the worse. Tonight we will get some cardboard to sleep on from a place nearby our patch. Not only are we to be homeless, but we must sleep rough as well. Perhaps tonight the police will tell us to move on. The unaccountability is bottomless.