Some time last year, I bought a copy of John Healy's
The Grass Arena. It's the story of a man who became an alcoholic vagrant in London in the 60s and 70s before drying out and becoming a strong chess player. Unfortunately, I lost the book on an aeroplane just before I got to the redemptive part. I've picked up another copy and will finish it shortly. There's a good article on it here
http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/aug/05/biography
Currently, I'm reading George Orwell's
Down and Out in Paris and London, describing a spell when he was often so short of money that he would have to go days without food. In Paris, he found menial work in restaurants, where 14-17 hour working days six or seven days a week kept him in (filthy, bug ridden) accommodation with just enough left over for basic food. A friend paid for his return to London, but after a promised job failed to materialise, Orwell found himself vagrant.
It's fascinating to compare the two accounts of homelessness. Orwell's is tainted slightly by the fact that he was there by choice - he had family who would put him up if he wanted. He was determined to live like the poorest in society, however, and stuck with it. His account is one of essentially decent people trapped in poverty by poor health, bad luck and a society which looked down on them. An impoverished diet left many of them trapped in viscous cycles where they hadn't the strength or vitality to hold even menial jobs. Healy hadn't the same choice. He'd left home - and a physically abusive father - behind, and whatever chance he had was taken from him by his alcoholism, which robbed him of an army career and even of the strength and stamina to exploit his skill as a boxer. Falling in with a viscous crowd of thieves, murderers and con men, the picture he paints of vagrants is far less sympathetic than Orwell's. Did Orwell's left wing sympathies colour his perspective? Was Healy simply among the lowest of the low, or does he play this up for his own reasons? Maybe the very nature of vagrancy changed in the decades between their experiences. Whatever you conclude, these books are a fascinating insight into a world I wouldn't wish on anyone.