With rough sleeping on the rise across Scotland, the Sunday Mail’s Dan Vevers decided to see what it’s like first-hand.
More than 2000 Scots reported sleeping rough at some point in the six months from April to September last year, official stats show.
The numbers sleeping rough the day prior to applying for homeless status have rocketed by 24 per cent.
So with rough sleeping on the rise, I decided to see what it’s like first-hand.
It was a very chilly, early February night, just at the tail-end of a yellow weather warning from the Met Office for high winds and sleet, and it was nippy to say the least.
The most sheltered spot I could find to unroll my sleeping bag was under the Clyde Bridge on the Broomielaw – a known refuge for rough sleepers.
I’d wrapped up pretty warm – a big parka jacket, a scarf. But still, it was cold enough to pull on my emergency hat.
I was away from the worst of the wind and cold. But there’s nothing comfortable about sitting or lying on concrete.
I was tired, it was late and I hadn’t eaten since the afternoon.
When I closed my eyes on my camping pillow, I thought I might even nod off.
But then I’d hear voices, or footsteps. Or loudest of all, the whooshing of a train flying across the bridge, rattling my skull. All that put me back on my guard.
I thought I’d been there for hours before I gave up the experiment. But when I looked at the time, I’d lasted for less than two hours. After all, I had a real bed to go home to.
Councils in Scotland have a statutory requirement to give temporary housing to homeless people.
But from April to September, there were 10,710 instances of local authorities failing to provide this – despite it being unlawful – which is a shocking 42 per cent rise in a year.
Many of these people might have been forced into a night on the cold streets. I don’t envy them.

