We were accosted by a middle-aged man who, in a slightly confrontational manner, asked if we could advise him. He was a service veteran and had been living in a caravan for five years. The lack of adequate heating or hot water was getting difficult to bear. Could we tell him how to go about getting a house?

I really did not know how to answer this question and sensed from the team’s silent, intent look in my direction that none of them had answers to hand either. Arrow prayer sent, I said ‘What have you tried so far?’

Two miracles rapidly ensued. He seemed to have a ‘light-bulb moment’ – God’s inspiration for certain – saying ‘I know, I will contact the Service Benevolent fund. We all paid into it and now they can help me.’. We rapidly endorsed his brainwave and I handed him a Resolution card saying ‘This is help for veterans, especially if they have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder’. It felt a little risky to say it but he immediately took the card, saying ‘That’s the British Legion logo’. After a slight pause, he went on ‘Yes, my wife and kids divorced me after the Falklands and I ended up in some trouble’.

He broke away from the uncomfortable memories and turned to head back into a club saying, ‘Now I’m off to enjoy myself’. But after a few steps, he turned back to thank us and give me a hug. I returned it on God’s behalf. It was all His work!