who accost me for spare change whenever I walk down the road with my two small children in tow. This happens at least 3 times a week.
I don't mean to generalise here and I know there are real genuine hard luck stories out there but these people do my head in.
If I have any spare change I will be spending it on my children thank you, not on your next Can of Special Brew or a contribution to your next wrap of Brown. Ask the single person in the smart suit or the well dressed young men coming out of the expensive bars that may be able to afford to help you out. Not a single mum with two small kids, pushing a falling to bits buggy.
Well am I?