Thursday, November 09, 2006

Wishful thinking

Last night it rained as were making our way to our patch. We had to find cover and wait for over 45 minutes until it stopped. No good getting into our sleeping bags with wet coats. The police would be delighted, though. We're going to have to repeat this every time it rains on our way back to the patch. I'm really not looking forward to the next shower of rain.

Of course, this predicament of ours would be resolved if St Mungo's Contact and Assessment Team (CAT) would refer us to a night shelter. But I guess it's too tempting for the police to leave us at the mercy of the elements. With some luck Declan could get pneumonia!

Many of the homeless here in the Whitechapel Mission have serious health problems. They cough constantly. I am amazed some of them are not in hospital. You can see it hurts. It's not possible to function properly if you're that sick. And it's so easy to mess with you. We are under no illusion that that is exactly how the police want us, especially Declan. And St Mungo's, the largest organisation in London working with the homeless, are on police instruction. We have no doubt about it.

The Whitechapel Mission, always so full, is now half empty. Homeless are being taken off the streets now that the bad weather has arrived. Most of those I see around now are the hard-core cases, with serious addictions, aggressive behaviour, and the like. And, of course, there's Declan and me!

Our raison d'etre is our Network of those Abused by Church. We're hardly a national security concern. It makes me wonder what other people the police are going after.