I help out a disabled neighbour by taking his dog for a walk a couple of times a week. His house is an eyesore from the outside - trees and plants growing into a wilderness everywhere, brown net curtainns, filthy windows and always pigeons all over his (holey) roof as he puts feed out for them despite the council getting a court order against him doing this.
He lost his leg above the knee when he was hit by a car aged 19, and has struggled with pain, disability, depression and alcoholism ever since (he's 50 now). The house was his mothers and he moved back in after she died fifteen years ago.
He invited me in once for a cup of tea and I thought it would be rude not to... Never seen or smelt anything like it. No carpets, he has some injured pigeons in cages in his front room, so pigeon feed and shit everywhere as another friend can only clean the out every few weeks... the SMELL! He can't get upstairs much to use the bathroom so he wees in bottles then pours in the sink. There's piles of old newspapers and beer cases everywhere. He drinks at least 20 cans of lager a day. There's dog hair, dust, mud, grime, cigarette smoke and yellow nicotine stains everywhere. He uses paper plates as he has only one running cold tap in the kitchen. No heat or hot water, as the rats ate through the boiler cables years ago. He sleeps downstairs on a mattress that stinks of urine (it was new six months ago, a friend gave him a new one as the last one was so bad). He had a bath a year ago at someone's house, but that's it, so he smells dreadful too. I was in there less than five minutes (declined tea!) and I had to have a bath when I got in.
The daft thing is, he would be eligible for all sorts of help from social services - maybe a downstairs bathroom, help with cleaning, a boiler... but he will not let them in the house due to previous experiences with them. The council threatened to evict him if he didn't let the pest controllers in, so the rats have gone for now, but they'll be back. He can't bear killing animals, he says.
And his latest bombshell was that he plans to leave the house to me! He said he does not want his horrible siblings to get it, he doesn't think he has long left, and he wants it to go to someone who he knows will benefit from it.... but there's no way I could sort that house out before selling it ... it needs bulldozing! He is very kind and vulnerable but stubborn as an ox.