January 2008, 4.15 a.m. in an alleyway behind the Royal Free Hospital. I was lying behind waste bins; wet, dark and as far as I was concerned....at the end of the line. I couldn't see two feet in front of me because of the weather and the fact that I was once again, drunk. It had become a recurring scenario to which I had become adjusted.

I was drifting in and out of consciousness, not really caring or aware of what was going on around me. Somehow, two nurses from the hospital who were on their way to work had spotted me from the end of the alleyway. I have been back to that alleyway today.... and I still can't see how they saw me.....