Words….

I wasn’t going to. Up until 10 minutes ago I was not going to write my blog on the horrific gang violence that has been erupting across London the past few days. I wasn’t going to because it is just words and just words are not cutting it anymore. But words are all I can…

Him…

She was so angry at herself. She said she would not do this anymore. It truly felt dirty. But…well no buts…but..she is 16 and has a baby to feed. She thought she had it all planned out. Have the baby, leave the streets behind her, and get a “Real” job. What she never thought about…

“The Grit and the Grime”

I’m gonna be honest with you readers, just recently I have been frustrated. I have been speaking out about different subjects that are close to my heart and whilst many people support what I am saying, I also have people that are not so happy with the things I say. The truth hurts I guess….

“Going Country”…..

Her first trip to Margate when she was 13 was not for a visit to the seaside…trust. She was “going country”. Or County Lines as professionals now call it.  She had never gone country before. She was scared. You would never admit that, but she was. She missed her mumsie but knew she had to…

The Roadman and the Seagull

I believe that you learn new things everyday about life and about people. Today I was sitting at the train station (Why is it always at the train station?). I was a little earlier than usual and it was quiet. I was the only person waiting. I was sitting on the bench, on my phone,…

“Back on road”

I put a blog out last month talking about how hectic my week was and all the things that had happened during that time. I clearly remember thinking….wow…you won’t have many weeks like that.  But these past 7 days have been so emotional, so draining, so rewarding and eye opening that I must talk about…