Since my recent post about the guy begging in the tube station stairwell I have seen him many more times. Somehow I think he looks more haggard nowadays, I wonder how hard life is for him.. Today I gave him ten pence on my way out of the station, he thanked me but didn’t lift his head high enough to catch my eye as he did. There was only a single penny in his battered cup before my contribution.
Two steps further on I thought, “does that make me a nice person, or a fucking skinflint?”
It’s easy to take my relative life of luxury for granted. We all have a lot to lose.