Remember the folks that lived rough in the 50's & 60's. Some called them Tramps or Roadsters. They would travel from place to place. I can remember one would pass through Kings Norton, great big black overcoat he wore He had s bit of a fire on waste ground. I took him a tin of soup out of the cupboard. He heated it up on his fire and drank it out of the can. I was only about 7 years old, would sit talking to him for ages. Not so sure such a young child could do that these days.
I often wonder what happened to the old boy. Was he a tramp or an eccentric millionaire ?