i slept rough once too
very drunk. far too many snakebite and blacks. on my way home from t'pub in the middle of a freezing winter. for reasons unknown to me still, i decided that instead of going back to my warm snug bed, it would actually be far better to climb over the railings of a local synagogue and break into a little shed they had in a children's playground there. luckily there was a little plastic chair inside for me to prop up against the door to keep it shut. slept for a couple of hours before waking up and deciding that on top of what was going to be a mammoth hangover i really didn't want to have to explain myself to an angry jewish caretaker in the morning, so i went home to sleep in aforementioned warm snug bed.

ever tried to have a kip on a hard wooden shed floor? i'd definitely define it as sleeping rough. consensual sleeping rough yes, but still.
(TheManWithThePlan cussed your mum on, Wed 8 Jul 2009, 15:00, Reply)