So Mary was not sleeping rough. Jesus was not born in a shop doorway. But was there a decent lock on the door of the stable? Was there decent sanitation - even for that time? Were Mary and Joseph alone or were there other people staying in the stable and if so what were they like? Were they drunk? Were they pushing drugs?
When it's leading up to Christmas and excitement is in the air, anticipation is aglow, and the adverts start rolling from let's face it, mid to late October, the anxiety surrounding getting prepared and buying enough presents to sink a battleship of rhinos (though why you'd want to do this, I'll leave to you) is all anyone seems to think about.
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.
As a filmmaker, I've always been curious to hear people's stories. Everybody has a story to tell and the first thing I often wonder when I meet someone is what theirs is. This was the case with Naomi, the young woman whose experience sleeping rough on the streets of London inspired the story for my latest film, A Horse Called Oz.
We are kicking our kids out; we are turning our backs on them and rejecting the builders of the future mainly because we could not understand their sexual orientation or gender identity. Homelessness creates a state of vulnerability for these young people and makes them easy prey for malicious adults.