The Life and Times of Billie the Human
Asking the questions that are just not supposed to be asked billiethehuman1@gmail.com
Apologies readers for disappearing, my phone was lost after an official placed their hand in my rucksack. I've been punished enough already for suggesting that this constitutes theft. Yes the rules of the destitute world of homelessness are very different from the world, I hope you inhabit, my good readers. My second apology is to … Continue reading Destitute World
I've been considering how many things, that everyone used to do have become lost arts. This line of thought started this morning again as I was fixing my rucksack. I used the lost art of sewing to fix the clip back to the lid of the bag. It's a good bag why would I want … Continue reading Lost Art
Homelessness in Manchester It's International Women's Day and I'm writing this post because R, a lady rough sleeping in Manchester asked me to. I met R along with 2 of her friends V and B. Both R and V are women, I've shortened the names as I know how dangerous speaking out can be. This … Continue reading A Woman’s Voice
It's been a hard week. Regular readers of my blog and anyone who's just joined and cares to look will know I had a friend die a week ago. My last post was my initial expression of grief. What's happened since has brought the healing tears needed for the wounds grief creates to heal. The … Continue reading 3 Walls and a Roof
A flower not the end doorway Email Billie I think something's happened there's police Rush Oh My God what pieces to pick up Police tape, Police cars, ambulance motionless What's happened? "Can't say" I know this man he's my friend I know his date of birth, name...... He's just got out of hospital!..... Statement grateful … Continue reading A Waste #RIPMyFriend
The Life and Times of Billie the Human 