I woke up at six by the large chimes from a nearby church. I stood up and the icy cold bitterness hit me like a train, I tried to walk but it was as if my wet and manky trainers were glued to the floor. i knew I had to get shelter somewhere before I froze to death. Last night was a rough one the temperature hit the minuses and the cold wind didn’t help, so I knew finding somewhere would be tricky. At this time of year all the hostels we...