Jaffa lost his flat a few years ago and didn’t tell anyone he had fell on hard times. Instead he got a tent and sleeping bag and lived in a field in Litherland until kids starting constantly hassling him. Then a kind landlord heard of his problems and let him live in the back garden of the Red Lion pub. On 22nd Dec the landlord is leaving and Jaffa’s future is uncertain. He doesn’t have drug, alcohol, or mental health issues, so falls between the cracks of council support. He has never signed on the dole and instead, works 12 hrs a days, walking round the pubs of Liverpool selling socks, towels, or boxer shorts, if he doesn’t sell his stock, he doesn’t eat. Most days he lives on £5 a day for food.
He was born and bred in Nottingham. He told his jamaican mum at 7 that one day he would move to Liverpool to follow the mighty reds and by 12 he was living there. He followed Liverpool everywhere, and the kop could often be heard sing Jaffa Jaffa give us a song.
Please support him, winter is coming and no one should live like this.