On our way home from work tonight, my friend and I encountered a waif like girl in her twenties looking rather disorientated and upset. She also sported a very severe gash on her forehead/eyebrow - recently aquired as her clothes were freshly bloodstained.

She approached us asking for help. Immediatly we told her she needs medical help and enquired as to how she got into this state.

‘ I fell. ‘ she replied.

Pretty obvious she didnt..

She then asked if she could buy a cigarette off my friend. It would have been pretty expensive for one fag as she offered a £10 note. My friend, the good soul that he is declined the money but gave her a cigarette.

This is where my compassion ended. My Glasgow instincts kicking in. This wasnt right, she was in pain but wanted to part with a tenner for a coffin nail. We asked again how this very nasty gash happened.

‘ Sumbody a know…. ‘

Hmmm.. strange and I began to look around for the boyfriend. Looking at her again this wasnt shock that was making her judgement impaired. She looked as if she enjoyed a drug or two.. I also began to wonder if we would end up getting mugged by the boyfriend and her..

We told her that we would walk her to a taxi to get to the hospital. She again refused. We then walked away sharply as did she..

Now, why refuse when she initially asked for help? I do not trust people like her who have all the hallmarks of being on some kind of drug/or coming off a hit, blood pissing from a head wound but had the gall to ask for a fag.

What is the point of being a good samaritan? I wonder how many other good samaritans were stopped tonight by her. I also wonder if someone took the £10?

Probably her boyfriend.