Research indicates that around half of those sleeping rough don't seek help before they end up on the streets, and many are simply unaware of the help that is available to them. This is not surprisingly really. Nobody plans to end up in that situation, and it often happens suddenly, the result of circumstances outside their control.
No doubt about it - Christmas creeps up on us just that much faster each year, don't you think? Every year, us POMs (Brits) always muse (occasionally with a 'soupcon' of a whinge) about how Christmas in Australia just isn't the same. Not just because of the weather.
Picture this. You gather family and friends of all ages in a large room and ask each person to hold a single, unlit candle. Then you turn out t...
Dachshunds go by many names; doxies, sausage dogs, wieners but whatever you want to call them these mischievous little pups have just as many ways to steal our hearts! Here's another dose of cuteness from our mini little friends and it involves snow... Lots and lots of snow.
Shopping for clothes is the opposite of convenient. I don't know about you but I only shop a couple of times a year, and if I ever decide to visit a clothing store or shopping mall - especially over the holidays - I'm on a mission with a carefully planned exit strategy.
So Christmas trees, it seems, have spindly tops and broad-based bottoms this year, because there have been a couple of mild winters.
Christmas is a time for peaceful relaxation by the fire right? Wonderful times with family and friends? Peaceful, gentle walks in the country side and non stop magic and fun?! Well, not always.
The smell of one-sided toast with melted butter - it was always done on just one side under the grill, crisp and melty. Tea for the grown-ups, milk for us. Sitting by the fire that my grandmother had set when she got up at half six, as she did every morning.
Christmas is coming, like the relentless wave of immigrants that UKIP keep threatening us about, and News Punch is back with a festive special! So drink and be merry, the way Nigel Farage does every single working day.
As the holiday season creeps up, for the majority of people this signals a time of celebration and multiple social events, with friends, family, and colleagues.
At some point over the Christmas holiday many people will see older members of their family. This will for most people be a time of fun, celebration and great memories.
Christmas is one of my favourite times of year, everything is all beautiful and shiny, people are happy and jolly, and there is just an air of warmth and love - But it often comes hand in hand with extra parties and gatherings where you are tempted to over-indulge in loads of food and drinks you normally wouldn't.
If you are feeling overwhelmed this holiday season, you are in good company. Having recently survived the Thanksgiving rush in the US, I am now running around London feeling the heat all over again. Several acquaintances and friends are feeling the tension, too.
My husband and I worked our way through the hotel's endless attractions, in the weekend break equivalent of ramming your face with Selection Box chocolates on Christmas morning.
Living in England is not a privilege. Here, everything seems to be taken for granted. Few could imagine how it feels to be prohibited from going back home. Or have the feeling of not being able to try calming your traumatised siblings down after they had to run over corpses of neighbours and friends.
I'm fairly certain that most of my single friends think that since I'm a newlywed, there is nothing I could possibly want- don't I have it all? Besides the pair of over the knee boots I've been eyeing for months, yes, at least when it comes to matters of the heart I feel pretty satisfied to say the least.