just flicked the chanel and caught the end of fithy rich. I have looked for Kulgan (col) for 4 years and there i see him lying in a card board box. about 10 years ago I met him leaning on my garden wall packing his back pack, it was freezing and i remeber seeing two flutes (instruments) sticking out of his bag, I invited him in to sit by the fire and have a cup of tea, he had a black dog with him that never left his side. They stayed for tea, then dinner and he left late that night. I couldn't get our talks out of my head and just mad how someone could be outside in the freezing cold. I was unemployed at the time and skint but this meeting bought down to earth what being skint realy was. I still had to do something. I went out, it was a sunday and found a shop that sold tents and bought him a good dome tent and searched thefields round huntingdon untill I found him. He was so please and gratefull that I had bought him this and it was the start of a friendship. He used to have a horse and cart, his horse was stolen years before we met and we worked out a plan. He stayed in the tent and used my address and details etc and got a job sweeping the roads for hunts district council. He save a and got a new horse, I was so happy, he gave me a lot and I helped him all I could. He is a man that was abused when young in and out of orphanages etc etc and could not conform. I went through a personal tradgedy and left for the u.s for 6 months. The last I saw of Kulgan was walking behind his white horse with reighs training it for his cart. I have thought of him often and wondered how he is, where he is and how his horse is doing. I am now married with children and back in my twenties that man helped me grow up and not think just of myself. To see him on TV just for the last ten minuites....I have to gain any clues to where he may be, please help if you have any direction.
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