Over a period of a few weeks Dans mother was bed ridden and could hardly speak, the doctor had visited on a numerous occasions and finally said " there's no more I can do for her son"! On a cold freezing November morning Dan's Mother passed away, he now realised he was all alone in the world and no one cared.
Dan spent all day running up and down the cobbled streets in his worn out trainers, every puddle he stepped in soaked his socks, the cold rain water washed over his unwashed feet his toes frozen with numbness.

The day of the funeral arrived, Dan was dressed in a pair of black flannels, white...