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d also been reunited with some familiar faces, in particular, Billie. It had been a joy to see her again and to see how well she was doing. All in all, I just felt like Id done something positive, that Id given something back. Id spent so many years taking from people, mainly because I had nothing to give. Or at least, I didnt think I had anything to give. Tonight had shown me that wasnt necessarily true. Everyone has something to contribute, no matter how small. Sharing my experiences tonight, for instance, Id felt like Id connected with a few people and, maybe, Id opened their eyes to the reality of life on the streets. That wasnt to be dismissed. It was worth something. And so, I began to quietly tell myself, was I.

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As I drew back the bedroom curtains and looked out across the north London rooftops, it was obvious the try weather the forecasters had been predicting had finished its journey from Siberia or whichever frozen wasteland had sent it in our direction. Thick banks of irongrey clouds were stacked up overhead and I could hear the d gusting and whistling outside. If ever there was a day to stay at home and wrap up warm, today was that day. Unfortunately, that wasnt a luxury I could really afford. Things were particularly tight at the moment. Both the gas and electric meters needed topping up so the flat was icy cold. Bob had got into the habit of snuggling up close to the bed at night, hoping to soak up some of the heat that I generated under the duvet. For now, at least, the bottom line was that I had to keep selling The Big Issue and I couldnt afford to take many days off even if the weather looked as unpleasant as it did today. So as I got my rucksack sorted the only question was whether Bob was going to come with me. As always, it was going to be his decision. I knew it was a decision he generally got right. Cats like a lot of other animals are very good at reading the weather and other natural events. Apparently they are very skilled at predicting earthquakes and tsunamis, for instance. The most likely explanation Ive heard is that they are sensitive to air pressure. So it follows that they can also detect the changes in the air that predict bad weather is coming. Bob had certainly shown an aptitude for detecting that rain was in the air. He hated getting wet and had often curled up and refused to come out when the weather had been seemingly fine outside only for the heavens to open an hour or two later when Id taken to the streets on my own. So when I showed him his lead and scarf and he came towards me as normal, I guessed that his weather forecasting instincts were telling him it was safe to venture out. You sure about this, Bob? I said. Im happy to go on my own today. I picked out one of his thickest and warmest scarves. I wrapped it snugly around his neck and headed out into the greyness. The moment I set foot on the st

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By the time we got to Negton Green, a mile or so from Angel, the traffic had ground to an almost total standstill. I faced a real Catch 22 I knew it was going to be tough to earn a few quid today and that conditions were going to be really challenging but at the same time, I was so short of money. I wasnt sure I had enough to get back home, let alone put a few quid in the electricity meter over the next day or so. Come on, Bob, if were going to earn anything today wed better walk the last mile, I said, reluctantly. We hopped out on to the pavement to discover everyone was walking at a snails pace, looking grimfaced as they picked their way along what was becoming a really treacherous surface. For Bob, however, this was a fascinating new world, one that he was soon eager to explore. I had put him on my shoulders as usual, but Id barely walked a few yards before he was repositioning himself ready to clamber down to earth. It hadnt really occurred to me, but as I put him down I realised that it was the first time Bob had been out and about in snow, with me, at least. I stood there watching him dabbing a paw into the powdery whiteness then standing back to admire the print hed left in the virgin surface. For a moment I imagined what it must be like to see the world through his eyes. It must have seemed so bizarre to see everything suddenly turned white. Come on, mate, we cant hang around all day, I said after a minute or two. By now the snow was so heavy, it was hard to see in front of us. Bob was still having a great time lifting his feet up in and out of the ever deepening snow. Eventually, however, it got so deep that his belly was lined with white crystals. Come on, mate, lets get you back up here, I said, grabbing him and sticking back on my shoulders. The problem now was that the snow was falling so steadily and heavily that it was settling on both of us. Every few yards I had to brush an inch of fresh snow off my shoulders then do the same thing to Bob. I had a rather knackered old umbrella which I produced from my rucksack. But it was next to useless in the strong ds so I gave up on it within minutes.