A bit sad

 Today when we went to play whist we came across something that really struck home... but first a little car bump.  While we were driving to whist an older man strayed from his lane approaching a roundabout.  He hadn't been sure which lane to be in and probably wasn't concentrating. He nudged our car resulting in a tiny scratch.  Tony was all set to leap out and blow up at the poor bloke. I insisted he calm down as the poor soul hadn't intended to hit our car. On inspection the chap's car was more scraped than ours. He was shaking like a leaf and explained that he was taking his wife to hospital for an operation.  Honestly, the damage to our car was so slight that I  asked Tony to just let it go. I could have cried at the relief on the man's face. His poor wife was close to tears too. Anyway that wasn't what made me sad. When we got to the church where we play whist there were three small tents near the church door. Clearly three homeless people were sleeping rough there. There was no sign of them or I'd have bought them some groceries.  How can our government find spaces in hotels for migrants while our own people sleep in tents in freezing conditions.  The world doesn't seem very fair these days.