An all day breakfast sandwich to make your day?
Wednesday, October 10th, 2007So I got off the train at Brighton station (a journey which is starting to get very old by the way) and walked into budgens past a homeless geezer sat in the street with a blanket in him lap. I wanted a bottle of wine to go with the thai grub had in the fridge that I’d been thinking about for the past hour.
As I stood in the queue to blindly pay for for my stuff with my debit card I realised how I’d just walked past that guy and forgotten him. I hadn’t noticed him. Nor would I really notice, or even look at how much money was going on my card. I bought an all day breakfast sandwich and gave it to the geezer on the way out. I felt pretty human. And when he looked me in the eye to thank me, I could tell he did too.