Paul is a landscape gardener who gave up his job to care for his ill father. When his father died, Paul could not afford the cost of a funeral. The first funeral parlour said they needed £2,500 for the church and vicar. Paul says, “She had her glasses down her nose. I thought she was looking at me, thinking ‘Oh what, another pauper?’ There was no cup of tea. It didn’t feel like you were welcome. They could give you a little comfort, even if you don’t have the money.” He applied to the job centre for a funeral payment, but was rejected. Although his father had not saved for a funeral, he had worked since he was 15, and Paul was surprised that this was not recognised. He says, “I wouldn’t like to see anyone go through the worry and fear. I didn’t want to eat. I didn’t want to do anything. I get £120 a fortnight. It would take 20 years to save up this kind of money.” He is already paying £15 per week in bedroom tax, for a room that had been his father’s before his death. There are no single bedroom flats available to transfer to.