Anti-homeless spikes

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Out of Order

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i look at it this way, if i was alone in the world and i had no-one... i'd want someone to take care of me.

To share some food, to offer a little assistance, to give an extra blanket...or clothing. It's not praise worthy........it's EASY. It takes nothing to give something.

I'll let you borrow my blanky, but not my teddy bear! :bat:
 

doowopgirl

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Aug 7, 2009
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The installation of anti-homeless spikes sparks outrage.

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Not like the money spent putting those spikes in could have gone for shelters or anything...
Exactly. If they really don't want them there at least give them somewhere else to go.
 

GNTLGNT

The idiot is IN
Jun 15, 2007
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i look at it this way, if i was alone in the world and i had no-one... i'd want someone to take care of me.

To share some food, to offer a little assistance, to give an extra blanket...or clothing. It's not praise worthy........it's EASY. It takes nothing to give something.
...you and I are kindred spirits on the matter...
 

Rosie Real

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Homelessness can happen to anyone, not just alkies & druggies, ANYONE. I know because it happened to me. I was 16, my mums latest boyfriend didn't like me, he basically said he wouldn't move in with her until I was gone, so two weeks before my GCSE's, out the front door I was sent with my clothes in two bin bags. Such a lovely mother I had! Anyway being 16, I didn't know what the hell I was going to do, didn't know what help was available. I was too young to claim benefits, I ended up sleeping on a building site for a few weeks, I say a few but it was the longest few weeks of my life. No food, cold & miserable. Friends used to bring me food, and there was also a local charity which gave me food but it all had to be tinned food cos of storage. Then I met up with a friend who had a room in a hostel, & she let me sleep on her bedroom floor, even though the hostel forbade it. I used to sneak in at night & then have to be gone by the crack of dawn. Then one evening in the hostel, the payphone outside the room starting ringing. I didn't answer it at first, didn't want to leave the room in case someone saw me. But it rang again, & for some reason I knew it was meant for me. Answered the phone, and it was my nan :)) Someone had told her where I was & she called any number she could get for the hostel. She told me to pack up my stuff & she'd pick me up outside in ten minutes. And then I lived with her & my granddad, they sorted me out, calmed me down (I was like a wild thing), I went to college, got a job in an office, got my own flat & never looked back. I owe my grandparents everything. Not everyone is as lucky to have someone come & rescue them.
 

Neesy

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Homelessness can happen to anyone, not just alkies & druggies, ANYONE. I know because it happened to me. I was 16, my mums latest boyfriend didn't like me, he basically said he wouldn't move in with her until I was gone, so two weeks before my GCSE's, out the front door I was sent with my clothes in two bin bags. Such a lovely mother I had! Anyway being 16, I didn't know what the hell I was going to do, didn't know what help was available. I was too young to claim benefits, I ended up sleeping on a building site for a few weeks, I say a few but it was the longest few weeks of my life. No food, cold & miserable. Friends used to bring me food, and there was also a local charity which gave me food but it all had to be tinned food cos of storage. Then I met up with a friend who had a room in a hostel, & she let me sleep on her bedroom floor, even though the hostel forbade it. I used to sneak in at night & then have to be gone by the crack of dawn. Then one evening in the hostel, the payphone outside the room starting ringing. I didn't answer it at first, didn't want to leave the room in case someone saw me. But it rang again, & for some reason I knew it was meant for me. Answered the phone, and it was my nan :)) Someone had told her where I was & she called any number she could get for the hostel. She told me to pack up my stuff & she'd pick me up outside in ten minutes. And then I lived with her & my granddad, they sorted me out, calmed me down (I was like a wild thing), I went to college, got a job in an office, got my own flat & never looked back. I owe my grandparents everything. Not everyone is as lucky to have someone come & rescue them.
Oh you poor thing - thank God for Granny ((((Rosie Real))))
I literally have tears in my eyes right now. Congratulations on turning your life around Rosie :cupcake:
 

Rosie Real

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Aaww thanks everyone :) I shared my tale not for sympathy or anything like that, but just to show how easy it can happen. I couldnt have turned it around if it hadnt been for my grandparents. I dont know how they put up with me at first, I was a total nightmare. But they stuck through it, thank god. Like I said, not everyone has that luxury.
 

Lepplady

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Homelessness can happen to anyone, not just alkies & druggies, ANYONE. I know because it happened to me. I was 16, my mums latest boyfriend didn't like me, he basically said he wouldn't move in with her until I was gone, so two weeks before my GCSE's, out the front door I was sent with my clothes in two bin bags. Such a lovely mother I had! Anyway being 16, I didn't know what the hell I was going to do, didn't know what help was available. I was too young to claim benefits, I ended up sleeping on a building site for a few weeks, I say a few but it was the longest few weeks of my life. No food, cold & miserable. Friends used to bring me food, and there was also a local charity which gave me food but it all had to be tinned food cos of storage. Then I met up with a friend who had a room in a hostel, & she let me sleep on her bedroom floor, even though the hostel forbade it. I used to sneak in at night & then have to be gone by the crack of dawn. Then one evening in the hostel, the payphone outside the room starting ringing. I didn't answer it at first, didn't want to leave the room in case someone saw me. But it rang again, & for some reason I knew it was meant for me. Answered the phone, and it was my nan :)) Someone had told her where I was & she called any number she could get for the hostel. She told me to pack up my stuff & she'd pick me up outside in ten minutes. And then I lived with her & my granddad, they sorted me out, calmed me down (I was like a wild thing), I went to college, got a job in an office, got my own flat & never looked back. I owe my grandparents everything. Not everyone is as lucky to have someone come & rescue them.
If only you had thought of your grandparents right away. You might have been spared the horrors of the street.
 

Rosie Real

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If only you had thought of your grandparents right away. You might have been spared the horrors of the street.

Why didnt I contact them, let me see........ Dignity - I might have only been 16 but I still had pride (although as the saying goes, it comes before a fall).
Embarrassment. I was embarrassed - I didnt want to go cap in hand to them, and have to explain what had happened, and ask them to take me in. It was an embarassing situation to be in, I felt like I had been rejected by my own mother, how do you explain that to people without feeling even sorrier for myself than I already did? Family ties - this was their daughter we are talking about (my mother), and up until that point, they thought the sun shone out of her arse, she could do no wrong. I didnt think that they would listen to me or even believe me, as in the past my grandparents had chosen to ignore me when I had told them of things that were happening. And also I suppose, for the reason that people usually keep things to themselves - I didnt want anyone knowing & thought I could deal with it by myself.

You may view it as 'horrors of the street', and yes I suppose it wasnt a walk in the park, but it made me who I am today, a cliched phrase but it did exactly that. You have to go through the bad to appreciate the good, and it makes me appreciate things people take for granted when they are too busy moaning that they havent got the latest this or that, and spending hundreds of pounds on a handbag (!!). I appreciate the fridge being full of food. I appreciate having a bed to sleep on & a roof over my head. I appreciate having a bathroom with a toilet & a shower. I love that I have two beautiful children in my home and a loving husband who looks after me. So in some ways, Im glad it happened.
 
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