Many years ago I became homeless with a 1 year old child after leaving a violent relationship. The local council put us in temporary accommodations, which were full of drug addicts and ex-offenders. I used to push my son in his pushchair on long walks, usually to the beach in good weather. To get there, we had to pass through some really nice roads. The houses all had large bay windows, and the gardens were immaculate, with lovely flowers and well kept lawns. I used to picture us living in one of those houses.

To cut a long story short, I met a wonderful man and within 6 years we were married, and had a daughter. And then we moved in to one of those same houses I used to see. I am still there now.Sadly, my lovely man has died but together we made my dream come true.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.