[Wynonie Harris]

When I was walking around Manchester the other week, I noticed a filthy old tramp sitting in a bus shelter holding a coffee cup. Felt really sorry for him and, on impulse, I chucked a pound coin into his cup. This was followed by a loud "plop" and I suddenly realised it was a half-full cup of coffee. The withering look of contempt he gave me said it all, really. Another Mr Bean moment, as Mrs H would say!