Have not had acess to a computer for long enough this week. Anyway we have been staying outside of london at a friends house it takes us over an hour to get home every night on the Train. I am staying at Phil and Lisa's with Steve from Ibiza. Having a superb time.
Got off the train in Stanford where we are staying tonight and Steve spotted a chap lying on the opposite platform who looked asleep, we walked around and saw him he was totally unconscious lying on the concrete floor stinking of alchohol and covered in sick, with his mobile lying next to him. We woke him up a little, got his name and address then dragged him into Phil's car and managed to get him home.
Phil and Steve carried him up to his bed and I gave his mum a 24-7 Ibiza card which I know is strange as we are in Essex just outside london but I didn't know what else to give her. I told her what we do and I think her son will be in for a hard time in the morning, although she was more cross with his friends who had abandoned him to sleep at the train station,
I am now sitting in Phil and Lisas home with Steve waiting for our clothes to finish washing as they had puke on them and they were the only clean clothes we had left. He had been drinking cider we could tell by the smell of the puke.
Funny world isn’t it. we don't seek it out but now we are attuned to this we have a radar for it.
Anyway he would have been robbed if we left him, so it was great of God to give us the chance to help him.