During my many photo walks on freezing cold nights, I noticed trestle tables set up with hot food and drinks and people queuing under the railway bridge on Argyle Street. I watched for many weeks from a distance, not fully understanding what was happening. Even in the toughest times of my life I have always had somewhere safe to sleep and have never experienced real hunger!

I would occasionally drop a fiver in their collection box, but then I realised I could give them something way more valuable......my time!

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