TPR and I needed somewhere for a short overnight stay in Birmingham. The perfect solution was to invite ourselves round to our old house in Birmingham. We’d done this before – in secret when the new owners had been away.
On this occasion the owners were in residence. They didn’t seem to mind too much that we had come to visit. The husband laid the sofa cushions out on the sitting room floor for us. It was a pity that we had forgotten to bring our bedding.
The house itself hadn’t changed much in recent years. I was particularly pleased, and somewhat surprised, that the open brickwork in the sitting room was still on display.
More astonishing was that the householders were heavily involved in caring for refugees and other homeless people. During the day they welcomed many people to their house, and even provided additional sleeping space for those who needed it on nights when the dormitories in the official shelters were full.