Here in Bodmin we run a free café off the back of the local food bank. Each week a Housing Advisor comes to offer foodbank clients help.
So, the other day a woman came and sat down with the advisor. She was pierced and tattooed to within an inch of her life. Her dreadlocks were phenomenal, and her clothes were eclectic – even for Cornwall.
I went and asked them both if they would like a cup of tea. Now I’m pretty sure if some voice analysis was done on me, I spoke to the Tattooed Lady as if she was deserving of my middle-class sympathy. I know this ’cos in my head I was definitely thinking it!
