Spare a thought for the homeless

I often think of people who don't have a home, especially when it's bitterly cold.

I think homelessness is the worst kind of poverty.

It was snowing yesterday and I thought of the thousands of people who have to find somewhere to sleep, not just tonight, but every night.

I'm so grateful for my bed, my hot shower and a nice warm cup of tea.

Here's to counting the blessings, however small they may be...