Gloomy Night...

Last nights soup run was a bit of a gloomy one, it didn't leave me feeling my usual chirpy self. We had two new helpers and woman and her 17 year old son, so we were a group of seven and the soup and sarnies were made in no time.

Out on the street we had a low numbers at all the stop off points, not sure why, the weather was nice, no drizzle and not too cold... just strangely quiet.

At the theatre district our new 17 year old helper recognised one of the homeless guys as a kid who use to be in his class at school and told us that when the boy was in middle school he was known for doing drugs with his dad at home... Shocking!

One of the regulars, Little Tony came out for a soup, unusually sober and very quiet, which was not surprising after he has just come out of hospital after four days for receiving a nasty whack on the back of his head with a glass bottle. But he still had a smile for us.

Then sadly the evening was really spoilt at the library, when one on the homeless guys started being abusive to John, the organiser. It didn't seem to faze John at all, who just tried to explain to the guy if he keeps on shouting, people will complain and the Government will shut us down. It didn't seem to work and it wasn't the best Soup Run experience I've had, which is sad as it's my last one for three weeks. But I'm sure things will calm down by the time I get back and if not John says sadly we'll just have to stop doing the library stop off for a while. Sad times.