November 2010
1 post
Midd.
I met a homeless man a few nights ago. His name was Dave, but his friends called him ‘Midd’ because, if I remember correctly, he was from Middleton. When I sat next to him I saw that he genuinely had a twinkle in his eye and perhaps it was just the cold, but either way, I could tell that he had a good soul. I’ve never felt quite so connected to a stranger before, and it makes me...
