(above) "Offenders' Aid" in Adelaide publish a small free food guide with errors and bum steers, but at least they've attempted to inform the ex-prisoner homeless crowd of services available.
(above) Cushions used for sleeping in the bush off Anzac Highway near where the police trained their attack dog earlier this month. The Adelaide CBD parklands are dotted with signs of homeless campers yet the Housing Trust executive, Phillip Fagan Hors-Schmidt say people choose to live outside. Is he simply an ignorant high-salaried bureaucrat or a conscious disinformation troll?
Card Player David not dead
Card Player David, 63, has applied for Disability Support Payments four times, but the response from Centrelink has been that he is deceased. David is currently on unemployment payments. 30 November 2106
Our Street Family Matters (formerly Ruf Us)
Ajay the Iraq war veteran who lives outside helped The Man-on-the-Street empty perhaps 150 containers of flavoured milk into the gutter drain. The Man got them from a rubbish bin, but it wasn’t fresh enough to give away so he planned to cash in the ten-cent containers.
Brian the ex-Miner was there with his dog along with Shaun Osborn, the Liberal political candidate, and Belinda and AJ Jefferis.
One man told AJ that he was going to kill her son, Trent. He regularly threatens people, but doesn’t carry out the attacks. The plonk has affected his memory and he doesn’t have the resolution. New Zealand John, 63, who lives in his van, said he lost consciousness five times during the week during coughing fits. He said Parkinson’s and pneumonia don’t go well together. Legal Aid still hasn’t done anything about Centrelink appealing in the Administrative Appeals Tribunal his DSP win against them in the Social Security Appeals Tribunal.
Trent’s Dad was there and wore a Royal Flying Doctor shirt and a pair of wings. He was less anguished than previously, but those huge dry sores on Trent’s legs must be a worry. Grinder has disappeared and is going through chemo for melanoma.
The board of management at Ruf Us would be ashamed if they had been at this free breakfast last Saturday morning in front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre. While they sit on a $78,000 corporate donation and do nothing except have meetings, the ex-volunteers and founder of Ruf Us presented a breakfast that was paid for from their own money.
What was striking was the good mood and nearly the largest crowd in the past two years. The linear footpath venue is good because various enemies face the police cafe across the street rather than each other.
For a moment, one could have forgotten that a percentage of the guests were desperate and treading the fine line between life and death. Our Street Family Matters (formerly Ruf Us) Free Breakfast and toiletries 9:15am Saturdays In front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) 30 November 2016
The Ghost Who Walks wasn’t impressed with Puddle Jumpers free food offering last Monday. He said all they had was rotten vegetables and that the way to get better stuff was to bring a baby.
Anyone with a kid was taken inside the house and came out with better stuff, he said.
Others can't believe their luck finding the place and say Puddle Jumpers offers lots of good stuff free including shampoos and soaps left on their verandah 24/7.
Puddle Jumpers 21 Maple Avenue, Forestville (behind the closed down Le Cornu on Anzac Highway) firstname.lastname@example.org. Ph 0400 999 349 Every Monday from 5:00pm to about 7:00pm except public holidays. Free fruit, vegetables and kitchen knick-knacks. Friendly atmosphere. Children and babies especially welcome. 30 November 2016
A soldier’s viewpoint
Salvation Army soldier, Piano Player Wayne says that Major Jeff Webb and the Army hierarchy have caused a split within the ranks by recognising the Safe Schools program.
This is the so-called anti-bullying program that in its most extreme practice has little boys pretending to be gay so they can understand why homosexual boys feel like do.
Piano Player Wayne says it goes against everything the Salvation Army stands for. He says the hierarchy don’t agree with the Safe Schools program, but support it because their salaries depend on government grants that are dependent on recognising Safe Schools.
He says that the high salaries of the officers has made them dull and unimaginative and that their loyalty is to their payment packets and that government funding is crippling the Army. He said that too many of them are on the gravy train.
Piano Player Wayne believes that officer salaries should be reduced. 30 November 2016
Ruf Us: the inside story continues
Journalist Renato Castello might wonder why his name appears of the board of management of Ruf Us charitable trust when he resigned four years ago. He might also be dismayed to see his name associated with the mess than Ruf Us has become.
Founder Dr Aileen “AJ” Jefferis began Ruf Us after spending a decade delivering home cooked food to people camping in the Adelaide CBD parklands, her son being the impetus. He had been born with brain damage and slipped into the homeless drug scene as a teenager. It is he who chose the name “Ruf Us”.
But the Ruf Us board fell out with Dr Jefferis who found herself on the outer so she left with the small band of volunteers. The problem had been that the lawyer, Peter Jolly, had made himself the ultimate office holder when he drew up the legal papers for Ruf Us.
The two main activities of Ruf Us has been the acquiring and supply of furniture and kitchenware to people moving into empty welfare housing, and providing a breakfast to the homeless and drug culture people each Saturday in front of the Hutt Street Centre.
The break has been between the board on one side and Dr Jefferis and the volunteers on the other side. This meant that the cost of the Saturday breakfast is provided by Dr Jefferis and the volunteers while the Ruf Us board nominally administer the household furnishing.
While the breakfasts continue without a break, the rented warehouse in South Terrace, Wingfield is crammed with donated furniture that isn’t moving.
An employee is paid one day a week to pick up the furniture and the referring agencies pay Ruf Us for it to be delivered to the homes of new tenants, some of whom are from the homeless scene.
The problem is that with the volunteers defected to Dr Jefferis, the furniture movement has stopped, but the warehouse rental drains away the corporate donations given to Ruf Us. This includes a $78,000 donation from last July.
Dr Jefferis has been accused of wasting energy fighting the lost cause of retaining control of Ruf Us when the assets, and the name chosen by her disabled son, are doomed to be dissipated by people without the same conviction as her.
What is important is that she hasn’t missed a beat providing the Saturday breakfasts, though now more than ever at her own personal expense, and at the expense of some of the volunteers. And those in the homeless scene haven’t noticed any crisis behind the scenes.
She founded Ruf Us and has been its continuing inspiration as the essence of the organisation adopts a new legal name and re-establishes contact with its corporate sponsors.
And what of the Ruf Us board of management? It apparently consists of Jenny Richards, Victoria Donald, Nicole Heaf and is associated with Peter Jolly? Once the flush of victory pales they will be faced with the unenviable task of grasping the poisoned chalice and performing some sort of charitable work as the donation money is frittered away on rent for that underutilised warehouse in Wingfield. 29 November 2016
(above) St Bede's church hall drop-in-centre free breakfasts provided by the Semaphore Anglican parish and Anglicare. The mostly unpaid staff provide high protein and fresh food rather than the usual junk food available from other joints. The small group of staff are there every week so they know each guest individually.
(above) The plastic table and chairs were removed at the Semaphore St Bede's drop-in-centre after a certain individual burnt them with cigarette butts.
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
The soup ran out last Tuesday. Instead of the usual large pot, there was a small pot of heavy blackish green spinach soup.
Lance Armstrong talked about colonoscopies while we ate. Another client talked about blood in his urine. Vince talked about the Halal way to kill an animal so that it doesn’t suffer. The new apprentice Chef from Malaysia was there, but remained standing in the laneway rather inside the back room where we sat.
Lance began a cross conversation with the apprentice while Vince talked about Islam. That made the apprentice back further into the laneway. Lance then began packing up the chairs as if it was his restaurant and he was closing up. He was extremely competitive during his cycling career and at seventy still challenges cars on Adelaide streets.
Vince said they will serve pizza tonight. Back entrance of La Fig restaurant (via the laneway between Saracen’s Head hotel and Magdalene Church hall. The laneway runs off Moore Street, Adelaide) Every Tuesday at 7:30pm 29 November 2016
Mary’s Kitchen at Glenelg
Orange Sky Laundry was back in action in front of the church. They don’t do ironing, but ironing classes would be great.
Mary in her 80’s was there. She’d banged a DVD case on a table in the library the previous hour to draw my attention out of a seizure.
Warren told me about the Glenelg Parish Church giving away pantry food without questions. Another diner said that Uniting Care gave away Coles gift cards whereas Anglicare in Elizabeth gives vouchers for Food Bank.
Adam Tretheway went home sick so Lyn who had epilepsy did the prayers. Lyn said the soup had been prepared by the children at St Mary’s Memorial Primary School in Glenelg. It is part of their social justice studies. The oldest cooks were ten years old. “Now, they got kiddies feeding us,” an old man commented. Last month a cheerful 4-year-old was the security guard in the free food room. We obeyed him because he was so happy mimicking his father, Ashley, who was in the kitchen.
Smallish Heather (not Very Small Heather) stood up and said that she and John would give anyone a lift to the Christmas Party and back home in their mini-bus.
Krusher Karl’s girlfriend said the chicken minestrone soup was excellent. The vegetarian soup was pumpkin and I liked it, but it could have used some mixed herbs.
The free food room contained fruit and vegetables from Caruso’s on Jetty Road, Glenelg plus excellent bread.
There is some embarrassment going to a church charity dinner, but we forty outcasts seem to forge a psychic barrier that surrounds the front of the building including the Orange Sky Laundry van. And both the laundry staff and the volunteers inside the church solidify that protective wall around us. And no one lets the side down. Mary’s Kitchen Tuesdays 6:00pm. Free soup, fruit salad, buns and takeaway bread and vegetables. Barbecue every third Tuesday of the month. Christmas Party 6:00pm on 13 December 2016. All welcome. St Andrew’s Church-at-the-Sea Jetty Road, Glenelg 29 November 2016
Mrs Telstra turns 72
Mrs Judith Telstra turned 72 last October, but is bitter that she lost so much of her life to anorexia. And lost so much time when she could have been grabbing more stuff.
Some say Little Rodney has replaced her and is already a bigger problem than she is.
Yet both Mrs Telstra and Little Rodney are two of the most entertaining and innocuous people in the Adelaide homeless scene.
Demos Roussos differs and said that when Mrs Telstra wants to use a washing machine, she throws the other person’s laundry on the floor. Late 28 November 2016
Note: A reader disagrees and says that, "I've been jostled and shoulder charged by Judith often enough to know about her physical strength. In a physical confrontation with anyone, I believe that she would be able to hold her own." 29 November 2016
Tarzan kicked out of Hutt Street Centre
Tarzan was kicked out of the Hutt Street Centre for smashing mugs on the floor and trying to break a chair. Late 28 November 2016
Church of Christ Prospect Road
The Ancient Old Lady relies on a walking frame, but had to walk without it to get through the crowded room to the serving counter. She couldn’t stand in the queue long enough to be served so she asked someone to bring her the meal, like in a restaurant.
It didn’t happen and she says she missed out on the meal, but management said they would ensure the same thing didn’t happen again.
The Ancient Old Lady divides her time between living in a van, living in run-down houses, and being a patient in hospital.
Church of Christ (Care Works) 379 Prospect Road, Blair Athol (near the closed down Coles) ph 8262 6263 11:00am to 2:30pm. Monday. Continuous meal, but best to get there by 1:00pm. Games including billiards. Vegetarian friendly. Free. Closed on Public Holidays. Open during school holidays. Late 28 November 2016
Grinder accused of knocking out Lorraine
Grinder has been accused of knocking Lorraine unconscious at Trent Jefferis’s house earlier this month. It is alleged he also hit Lorraine last year in an incident investigated by Salvation Army Captain Laurel Cummings, who works as a chaplain in the South Australian prison system where Lorraine was recently a prisoner.
Lorraine is one of the loved characters in the homeless scene, but she has a tendency to provoke both friends and strangers while drunk. Grinder’s personality trait is that he swings his powerful fists at people then directs his punches into a door or wall or empty space. But not always.
Lorraine’s boyfriend says it was she that kept him on the straight and narrow as he recovers from three tours of duty in Iraq. He is arguably the most respected man in Adelaide’s homeless scene.
He confronted Trent outside the Hutt Street Centre, but they remain friends. He also confronted Grinder, but restrained himself due to Grinder’s continuing disability from injuries sustained after an angle grinder disk split and penetrated his skull and cut into his brain. Grinder is also on chemo for melanoma.
In the harsher arena of the Adelaide inner city homeless scene, this dispute echoes the tragedy and heroism of a Shakespearean drama. 28 November 2016 Thanks to Death Pool for this update
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre
A stranger drove up and left a microwave oven. There was consternation about what to do with it until Dwayne said he’d take it. Within minutes, it was in the back of his car. He and Michelle donated eight bags of clean children’s clothing recently.
The Least Active Volunteer did very little apart to play a gentle game of table tennis. He’s gone to a private physiotherapist for his bad back.
There wasn’t any giveaway clothing on the stage because the bags in the storeroom haven’t been sorted for quality. Ripped and dirty stuff isn’t given away.
The man and son who live in a swamp were there.
Mrs Moonboots took names for the Christmas party. It is open only to regulars at the Drop-in-Centre in an attempt to stop serial festive season gatecrashers.
The former Minister for Housing continued his excellent work washing dishes. His electorate was in the Elizabeth area and he said that his eldest daughter felt safest in Elizabeth.
Bill, the new volunteer, is proving to be a modest and quiet hard worker.
The tables and chairs still aren’t set up outside, which has reduced the quality of experience of certain guests including the one who burnt the table and chairs with cigarette butts.
Takeaways included decent quality leafy vegetables, tomatoes, potatoes and apples. Numbers of clients was lower than usual.
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesday and Wednesday mornings 8:30 - 10:30am Free quality breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of take-ways, occasional free used clothing and a good social scene that is friendly to everyone including those living outside. 28 November 2016
From the Contact Page “Morning my name is Raechel Wilson I am aboriginal my tribe is Ngarrindjeri (mid-Murray ). Sa nunga.
“I want to get four shelters in the cbd parklands for all home-less Australians but I need to see if any one out there would like to help me get that started well we all would require a tent etc want all colours from pale to tan to dark so we can help the homeless but save the land for the original owners the aboriginal people ... The king George William the fourth gave the parklands to the aboriginal people in 1914 but the government and the so called laws of disaster are slowly taking it away please help me save the homeless Australians and let the aboriginals have their land back.” Yours sincerely Raechel Ann Wilson email@example.com Posted late 27 November 2016
From the Contact Page Hi There, “I have some people who would like to help by volunteering on Christmas day - Can you please help me with where to point them? I've tried a bunch of places, but they all only use their normal volunteers for Christmas.”
(above) A recent offering of free food past their Use-by dates at the Salvation Army on Saturday evenings at 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide. The daily Salvo free offerings at the same address are a little more healthy while their Market Day free food on the first Friday of each month at 9:00am has much healthier food. P.S. The little jams on the lower right of the display had a distinctly poxy taste.
(above) Gulag Anglicare in Port Adelaide: A construction site man crossed the road and told me the building is being designed as it is being built. He said the residents will be free to come and go as they please, and will be those who need to leave their homes due to domestic violence. That left a few questions. Men or women? Is there a political objective involved?
St Luke’s Church at Whitmore Square
Two long term volunteers were talking near the back door about a previous St Luke’s Volunteers’ Christmas party. One said he’d taken his 93-year-old mother with him. She’d been a volunteer at St Luke’s when she’d been younger, and long before Scott the Manager was employed.
The volunteer said that when Scott saw his mother, he said loudly, “No, no, no.” When they explained that she was his mother and an ex-volunteer, she was admitted, but it left a bad feeling for the duration of the gathering.
A client said that the lunches haven’t been reinstated after the third renovation of the kitchen, which has been described as a real “muck-up”. He said the place has a strange and unfriendly atmosphere.
An office worker said the lunch service might re-start in February 2017.
Rumour has it that Scott won’t be returning from the Christmas holidays and that he isn’t suited for the job. However, this may be a false rumour placed to create discord amongst the Gang of Nine that rule the homeless mission. Late 27 November 2016
Ancient Old Lady accused of swearing in church
Horse Trader Steve has become a trusted volunteer at Stevo’s soup kitchen in Sefton Park on Tuesdays.
He challenged the Ancient Old Lady for taking extra sandwiches that she wrapped in cellophane. She said she was saving them for the photographer from Adelaide Homeless Journal. There was an argument. She swore at him. Horse Trader Steve said she shouldn’t swear in church. She said she wasn’t swearing in church; she was swearing in the church hall.
Stevo’s soup kitchen at the Enfield Uniting Church corner of Park Street and Main North Road, Sefton Park. (next to Target) 10:00am to 12 noon. Tuesdays. Only during school terms. Free snacks, sandwiches, hot meal, coffee, clean toilets. Limited free takeaway food. Christmas gathering on Tuesday 13 December. Maximum 50 people and nearly 35 registered already. Late 27 November 2016
Ruf Us: the plot deepens
When Dr Aileen “AJ” Jefferies found the lawyer Peter Jolly to draw up the papers for the formation of her Ruf Us charitable trust, she believed she would retain legal control of the homeless organisation.
But Mr Jolly made himself the ultimate legal officer and since Ruf Us isn’t an organisation with a membership that can vote out the board of management, it became his organisation. Dr Jefferies discovered this when a dispute arose with the board and she found herself out in the cold.
As a result, Dr Jefferies and the entire volunteer list have withdrawn from the legal entity leaving Mr Jolly and a depleted board in control of the money, but doing little if anything for those living outside.
In a feigned attempt to find a compromise, the board scheduled a meeting when Dr Jefferis’s had regular physiotherapy appointments for interstate clients who fly to Adelaide for treatment from her. The board wouldn’t change its meeting time.
Dr Jefferis and the volunteers continue their Saturday morning breakfasts outside the Hutt Street Centre at 9:15am and will form a new organisation to continue their charitable work.
The Phil Harris Foundation and most other donators have pulled out of the legal body, but it appears the board is frittering away a $78,000 donation achieved by Dr Jefferis last July.
Ruf Us has since its inception been a hands-on organisation that formed after Dr Jefferis spent most nights for ten years handing out food to people sleeping in the parklands.
Few of us in the homeless scene have had any contact with the Ruf Us board. Our experience of help on the street is solely from Dr Jefferis and the volunteers we see each week. 26 November 2016
Humpty fell off a wall and broke into pieces and all the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t put him back together again.
One could understand the king’s horses not being able to do much: horses run around, appear in movies, eat hay and do little else. However, all the king’s men should have been able to find a bit a glue, but they didn’t.
Similarly, a 46-year-old man was at the Salvation Army last Saturday evening. His arm and leg had huge scars where the arteries had been removed for his quadruple heart bi-pass surgery. He’d had a heart attack earlier in the year and spent an extra six months in hospital due to an infection.
He said he’d been robbed on the train from Brisbane and had arrived in Adelaide without money until the following Monday, and was worried about where he’d sleep.
He wondered if they’d let him sleep at Adelaide Congress Hall. We laughed. We told him plenty of dedicated homeless joints were kept empty every night while the salaried employees went home to houses paid for by their jobs at the homeless joints.
With dozens of paid employees working at homeless accommodation joints during the nights and hundreds of homeless welfare industry employees working during the day, one might think there was some place this sick man could go.
Yes, there was the platform of the Elizabeth railway station.
The social inclusion homeless industry is profoundly corrupt.
Sharka gave him a blanket. Someone else gave him $20. 26 November 2016
Salvation Army on Saturday
Tarzan pushed the psychotherapist’s wheelchair under the cover of the front entrance to Adelaide Congress Hall. She is still recovering from foot surgery. She had slept the night on the footpath near Whitmore Square under a yellow blanket, her wheelchair at the head of her bed.
Blue-eyed Shana entertained the first clients who arrived up to an hour early for the outdoor social scene. Her powerful voice energised those around her as she described her German and Aboriginal heritage then described herself as “ganja boong”. Then came her religious imagery and proclamation that the He is the Creator.
There was an unseemly rush when the door opened as each group representative sought his or her regular table to hold for friends who would arrive later.
The chairs and tables against the church windows were too close together and created a feeling of entrapment. Some Mormon volunteers had helped in the kitchen and hovered at various areas in the atrium. Every time I glimpsed them, I felt the dread of having to fend them off, and having them pray for them as if I was fallen soul.
Coffee was served by a man with hugely muscular arms and who must have eaten plenty of protein and spent hours each day lifting weights.
There wasn’t any food in the free food room and that didn’t seem to bother anyone at all, possibly because last week it was mostly old junk food, and the patrons knew that Christmas would bring in heaps from everywhere.
Graham from Salisbury wasn’t there due to a persistent cough. He doesn’t go to doctors because he doesn’t believe in them.
The meal was roast beef with gravy, mashed potatoes and boiled carrots and another vegetable. No margarine on the bread. The Asian-looking salt and pepper woman flitted about as if trying to avoid parting with those tiny sachets of salt and pepper. Dessert was an excellent chocolate cake with decent quality ice-cream.
The pizza at 9:00pm was a disgrace. It was laden with meat, cheese and tomatoes, but the pastry was still white and not even fully heated. The Face was disgusted though Lance Armstrong said it was excellent, probably to annoy the rest of us. The Man from Peterborough wouldn’t touch it. He was already unhappy about the Peterborough council forcing homeowners to hook up to an expensive sewerage system. He also said he’d ended his “relationship with the pigs” after getting a number of traffic fines, but had gotten a $200 fine last week for not wearing a bicycle helmet.
The usually excellent garlic butter bread wasn’t even heated adequately and could have used an extra dose of garlic butter.
Army officers John and Nicole from Hobart were inspecting the DUO operation with the idea of initiating a similar program there. John mentioned the former ABC Four Corners television journalist who became a derelict in Hobart after being persecuted subsequent to her producing a program about child molesters in high places.
The tables at the back door were not set up, apparently to discourage the semi-homeless drug users who instead sat on the concrete. The vigilante sentiment held sway inside the building though the addicts more resemble medical victims than criminals.
In addition, we paid the price for the evening as the 13 Spy Cameras captured their archival imagery of us in what we might have thought were unobserved moments. Late 25 November 2016
Man-on-the-Street with COS We Care
The Man-on-the-Street has turned the unpleasant duty of work-for-the-dole into a pleasant and beneficial activity with COS We Care who supply food to people living outside.
He runs the Cos We Care sausage sizzle on Mondays at Bunnings at Muno Para, and collects and packages donated food on Thursdays and Fridays.
We in the homeless scene know him to be a go-getter who is familiar with the lives of those living outside, as he lived out of his Hyundai Excel in the city for over a year. Late 25 November 2016
The heroine of Hobart
The Hobart Salvation Army corps is lucky to have as a visitor a long-term homeless woman and ex-Four Corners television journalist whom I will not name here.
Nearly thirty years ago, she produced a documentary about influential Tasmanian and eastern states paedophiles in high places, and predictably suffered career and personal destabilisation.
When the ABC saw their funding at risk, and the other Four Corners team members, including Carolyn Jones, sensed their careers going up in smoke, they distanced themselves from our now aged homeless journalist.
Our abandoned journalist became increasingly paranoid that she was being followed by ASIO. Her dread was confirmed when she was hit by car while walking along a road.
Adelaide ABC journalist Chris Nicholls experienced a similar fate when he discovered that the husband of a government Minister introducing gambling machines to South Australia was a paid lobbyist for the gambling industry.
The government reacted by having Nicholls charged with illegally obtaining the documents to prove his case, and he was sentenced to a few months in prison. When he emerged, the ABC told him his job was no longer available.
Chris was not crushed by the experience, but our ex-journalist heroine in Hobart became totally disillusioned with society. Late 24 November 2016
(above) A man apparently living outside in the Adelaide CBD parklands packs up his possessions on one side of Anzac Highway while on the other, the police train one of their attack dogs.
COS We Care attains legal charity status
COS We Care has become a fully registered legal charity meaning they can better attract donations and grants, and place empty shopping trolleys near supermarkets for shoppers to throw in a few donated cans.
Life FM is also sponsoring the 15 can challenge where people donate cans of food at certain drop-off points, from where Life FM pick it up and deliver it to COS We Care.
COS We Care also operate the fundraising sausage sizzle at Bunnings on Curtis Road, Muno Para on Mondays. Their sausages are gluten-free and purchased from Drakes Foodland at Angle Vale.
The Melbourne fundraising outfit called Street Smart has donated $1200 to COS We Care.
A feature of COS We Care is that their constitution prevents any director from deriving gain from the organisation. It operates from a house and acreage in Adelaide’s northern suburbs and was begun by John and Ann Cooper to help those in the homeless scene after a personal family tragedy.
COS We Care, Saturdays 8:00 - 9:00am Carpark 1, Fremont Park, Yorktown Road, Elizabeth Also, on Sundays 7:30 - 9:00am South Terrace near Hutt Street, Adelaide Free coffee and tea, fruit and vegetables, bread, canned food, pastries and women’s hygiene products. Late 24 November 2016
Ruf Us Founder and volunteers continue services while board of management hold meetings.
New Zealand John could hardly speak through his constricted throat. He said it was a persistent cough. His windpipe becomes so clogged during a coughing fit that he collapses and passes out.
Legal Aid hasn’t done anything further with his case because they said they’ve only had it for a little over a month.
Another man living on the street said he’d been offered positions with charities, but won’t take them, as they’d constrict his advocacy work for other homeless people.
A can collector said he picked the cans from the top of the rubbish bins only, to avoid germs.
Numbers were down and what was offered seemed less, but afterward the street people sat in groups and talked happily for nearly an hour. That was the intangible gift from the AJ and the others.
One man living outside growled, “Ice heads, ice heads, ice heads, I hate them.” I’d always thought he was an ice head, but it appears he prefers alcohol. Free Breakfast and toiletries 9:15am Saturdays In front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace)
Late 24 November 2016
Stevo’s end of year party
Enfield Uniting Church’s Stevo’s Christmas party is on Tuesday 13 December. The time hasn’t been determined, but is probably 10:00am to 12:00noon.
Numbers are limited to 50 and 25 have already registered. It is for regular patrons, this meaning someone who has gone there a few times during the year. I’m not sure if registration can be done by phone or not. Enfield Uniting Church’s address is the corner of Park Street and Main North Road, Sefton Park (across from Target).
Salisbury Uniting Church runs a lesser program and the spokesperson on the phone was extremely unfriendly on the phone. She said to turn up on Wednesday and maybe I could register. With some homeless-style Christmas parties it is important to tell them you’ve been there a few times during the year.
Their address is 59-61 Park Terrace, Salisbury. (across from the school. Entry is via the back entrance). ph 8258 2675. Posted late 24 November 2016
The Urban Space Man mimicked the whining voices of parking inspectors as he recounted his experiences busking on the streets.
The good-natured mixed-race Aboriginal woman was there with her boyfriend. She’s quick to laugh and slow to anger. Two Pitjantjatjara tribal men and a tribal woman sat apart, watching everything while feigning disinterest.
The new white woman’s survival instinct is alive and well and she sits away from us, even further than Autumn.
There were four or five men obviously living outside including an ultra-thin alcoholic. Ajay arrived lugging his bags that he carries deliberately to increase his strength.
The Christadelphians included some from Mount Barker who brought their especially high quality sausages. They also served fried fritz, fried hamburgers, fried eggs and fried onions. One of the cooking men said the eggs weren’t quite done until a customer pointed to three already cooked also on the grill. He has that old man’s syndrome where the eyes miss something right in front of you.
The coffee was delayed as the woman bringing the milk was herself late, but no one was particularly worried as it was such a pleasant atmosphere. Armageddon Barbecue Hurtle Square, Adelaide Every Saturday at 8:30am except the fourth Saturday of each month when it is served in front of the Christadelphian Church on Halifax Street, Adelaide (just west of Hurtle Square) Late 24 November 2016
Mrs Telstra’s problems deepen
Mrs Judith Telstra, 71, was escorted by police from the WestCare homeless complex last Thursday. 23 November 2016
Lorraine out of jail
Lorraine has been out of jail for one week. She has been hanging around with So-So, the tall black African man who dresses in women’s clothing.
However, Lorraine isn’t completely free because she has “heaps of more charges”. 23 November 2016
There was confusion. It was past 8:30am and Christadelphian cars hadn’t pulled up. “They’re at the church,” someone shouted. But it wasn’t the fourth Saturday.
We raced along Halifax Street to find the usual crowd cooking sausages, but not for us. They were doing the barbecue for the Christmas Pageant people passing by, and for a price.
Back at Hurtle Square another Christadelphian mob set up a single barbecue. A bag of cooked and cold onions was placed on a table. I put sauce and the horrible cold onions on a piece of bread, but the wind blew the cardboard plate and the mess covered my trousers, socks and sandals.
The Ancient Old Lady was too sick to leave her car. Not many people turned up, but at least no one went crazy, except me after the sauce incident. Armageddon BBQ Hurtle Square, Adelaide except on every fourth Saturday at the Christadelphian Church on Halifax Street. Every Saturday at 8:30am 23 November 2016
Anglicare Food Barn at Elizabeth
A diner remembered his girlfriend in Norwood from 65 years ago. He said she “...liked it three times a day then looked elsewhere. She loved it.”
When he confronted her about it, she grabbed his loaded and cocked rifle and pointed it at him. The relationship hit the rocks soon after.
Another guest said he was seeing a lawyer that afternoon after being named in a will from Spain with an estate of over seven million dollars. The man next to him said he’d been left half of two million dollars, but couldn’t receive it because a stipulation in the will, also from Spain, was that he had to be Maori. “I was adopted by Maori parents, but I’m white,” he said.
Beware of scams, Beck warned the first man, whose face crumpled.
That elderly woman security guard stopped diners from parking in the back lot due to a funeral next door. Rumour had it that Orange Sky Laundry wasn’t there due to the parking restrictions though the receptionist said the van had broken down, again.
The guard told one diner to check his dog in his car. “Won’t be a second,” he said. The guard has no pretense at being there to protect us; she must be straight from a prison and is there to protect the bureaucrats.
The six elderly kitchen women appear straight from the 1950’s when housewives made little effort to dolly themselves up. They are constantly busy and work as a smooth team along with a young man and the Chef. Last Friday’s meal began as a mushroom and potato stew them morphed into a meat stew.
The dining room wasn’t that busy, but the tables are too close together for elderly people with mobility problems, which includes half the clients. 23 November 2016
The Man-on-the-Street does work-for-the-dole at the charity sausage sizzle outside Bunning on Curtis Road at Muno Para.
He’s friends with Cos We Care who also operate the fundraising sausage sizzle there, so they might work together. 23 November 2016
5AA radio Bob Francis
The Ancient Old Lady was in hospital with radio shock jock Bob Francis before he died. She said he was a good natured old man who told her that his “turds are black” due to a bleeding ulcer.
At home, his seventh wife walked from the room to make a cup of tea, but when she returned he was dead. 23 November 2016
(above) South Australian police training a dog to hunt down fugitives in the Adelaide CBD parklands near two homeless camps in November 2016.
(above) A South Australian police officer pretending to be a fugitive near the West Terrace cemetery in Adelaide.
Magdalene Church hall free meal
So-So, the tall black African man who dresses in women’s white clothing toured the laneway and inside dining areas as if a foreign Head of State. He didn’t eat or even sit down, but stood amongst us, smiling and fidgeting like a nervous woman then fixed his eyes on particular men, particularly a grumpy Aboriginal man with long white hair.
He’d done the same routine at the Homeless Health Day in Whitmore Square last October. There were smirks, but generally no one paid any attention to him.
So-So stood outdid a young white volunteer woman’s girlie movements while they talked for 15 minutes. When their conversation ended, an educated white volunteer gave her an aura massage with his hands and they smiled at each other.
The dessert was half an hour late, but no one noticed because they were either immersed in conversation or had been entranced by So-So’s hypnotic gestures. The Urban Space Man had been so immersed in his own discussion that he’d escaped the me mind control. He stood in one corner of the room and held his hands out like Jesus and asked, “What’s happening?” But no one responded because either So-So or aliens from space had taken control of their minds.
What the cooking team from St Mark’s Anglican church on Cordeaux Street, Campbelltown were doing for 30 minutes behind the closed kitchen roller door was anyone’s guess.
They had provided beef soup, then a meat stew, boiled carrots and string beans, white rice and vegetarian lasagna. When the electric roller door was finally lifted they served apple pie and ice-cream, and bread and butter pudding.
When the alien entrancement ended, the topics of conversation were James Williams, the kitchen boss getting his voice box chopped out by doctors and the burnt soup from the previous week.
Rachel began packing up the chairs while we were still eating and talking so another volunteer asked her to wait awhile. Rachel is a valued and inspiring worker, but she pretty well ignored him.
When everyone had left the laneway, a man with two black eyes, and band-aids on his face and hands helped carry in the chairs. Magdalene Church Hall Moore Street, Adelaide (entrance from the back of the hall next to the church) Free meal every Saturday at 6:00pm Drunks, dogs and drug affected people welcome, but you must sit on the chairs in the laneway, which is the best place, anyway. Aliens. Review for 12 November 2016 Posted 22 November 2016
Remembering WestCare favourably
A retired journalist remembered nearly twenty years ago when his disabled teenage son was ranging through the parklands and homeless joints. He said that WestCare kept him informed on his whereabouts and who he associated with, and even went hunting for him.
Later, the journalist said, the drug dealers established themselves at WestCare and things changed. 22 November 2016
Romulo reported in the slammer
Romulo from Mandeville Lodge Supported Residential Facility on Military Road in Semaphore was reportedly arrested for allegedly assaulting an employee.
Romulo can’t speak or hear.
This report hasn’t been corroborated. 22 November 2016
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre
The Least Active Volunteer wasn’t there due to his ongoing back problems. Dwayne and Michelle brought four bags of clean used children’s clothing they no longer needed. Dwayne used to work in the pumping industry until struck by illness. Michelle had an aneurism.
The new volunteer named Bill was busy and quiet. Terry and Chris discreetly helped Mr and Mrs Moonboots in the kitchen. Anna continued her hostess duties on the dining room floor. Jill made a brief appearance bringing bags of donated items.
The Underworked Computer Guy had wrecked himself during the night and sat in his car. Port Adelaide Uniting Care Wesley mission is sending an industrial rubbish bin to his place to takeaway dead televisions and useless furniture.
The Christmas party break-up is on 14 December at about 10:00am. Requirements are pre-registration for regular guests, which extends to visiting the place once during the past year.
At a preparatory meeting, someone suggested that gifts put in the takeaway bags should include a grenade launcher.
St Bede’s now offer a small section of takeway fruit along with the sliced fruit that is served at the breakfasts.
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesday and Wednesday mornings 8:30 - 10:30am Free quality breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of takeways, occasional free used clothing, good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. Review for 15 November 2016 Posted 22 November 2016
Mary’s Kitchen at Glenelg
Fire Truck Wayne’s skin cancer graft hasn’t taken so well. The bad cosmetic aspect of the job was possibly an extension of the punishment for which he was in the slammer.
Terry the Gambler yelled ferociously at Mildura Man for humbugging him for money. His voice carried from down Jetty Road from outside Chemist Warehouse. Mildura Man targets vulnerable old men along with motorists waiting at traffic lights, where he bangs on their windows and asks for two dollars.
Train Wreck’s friend, Michelle, was badmouthed for unspecified crimes.
The Ice users had eyes for no one, but themselves. Who was on the stuff; who was in possession of new supplies; who owed money? The rest of us were effectively invisible.
Mary McGath’s son Paul was there with his wife, Lisa, who runs the welfare section of the church along with Reverend Adam Tretheway. Mary founded the Tuesday free meal and Paul owns a real estate agency in Glenelg.
The volunteers, as always, seamlessly served the meal of full body natural soups, chopped fresh fruit, tea and coffee, takeaway vegetables and bread. Last Tuesday was also barbecue night an included Coleslaw, potato salad, lamb chops and other meats. The Face said it was superb. Even The Ghost Who Walks had trouble complaining.
Orange Sky Laundry maintained their positive presence from 5:30pm to at least 7:30pm.
Mary’s Kitchen at St Andrew’s Church-at-the-Sea Jetty Road, Glenelg Free meal every Tuesday at 6:00pm Every third Tuesday of the month includes barbecued meat. 22 November 2016
Conversation on the phone
“Got to stop this political motivation…”
A man on a bicycle using his security card to open the roller door of the car park below the Flinders Street police station. 22 November 2016
Karl not in trouble
“I can see you through the window, Karl,” a police officer’s sharp voice rang down Moore Street, opposite the Magdalene Church. “Open up. You can speak through the [screen] door. It’s about an intervention order.”
A dog barked furiously inside the Housing Trust unit.
He continued for a couple of minutes until Karl opened the door then stepped back a safe distance while they spoke quietly. 22 November 2016 Note: The Karl referred to is not Krusher Karl.
Word at Adelaide Congress Hall had it that Shana’s anger the Saturday before last was due to someone telling Army authorities that she was drinking alcohol on the premises, and that she was drunk.
Shana herself said she had been angry because Grinder had head-butted her in the head.
Last Saturday, she had fully recovered and was in a happy and entertaining mood. 21 November 2016
Kellie with the bad leg
Kellie has reportedly reached the Hawkesbury River, north of Sydney, where she has rejoined the homeless crowd living in tents provided free by some government-funded agency.
Reggie remains in Adelaide. 21 November 2016
Hair pulling incident connected with Sky City Adelaide Casino
A youngish woman named D******** holds down a regularly job, but is also a pokies addict. She allegedly pulled Old Jill’s grey hair and rummaged through her purse last week outside Coles in Rundle Mall. (This has not been corroborated.)
D******** was recently allowed back into the Adelaide Casino after a six-month suspension for using a vacant machine that contained another player’s credits.
Her Diamond card was downgraded to Sapphire limiting her to free horrible coffee from the filthy self-service machines and not the barista coffee at the Barossa Cafe.
Adelaide Casino has been expelling large numbers of low volume gambling addicts who have exhausted their life savings and the life savings of others. 21 November 2016
The Therapy Cat
The Cousin asked a bus driver about the Therapy Cat. The driver said they knew about Piano Player Wayne and that the Therapy Cat was not allowed on the buses, not even in a cage.
The driver said that only guide dogs for the blind plus the one and only registered companion dog in Adelaide were allowed on the buses.
However, Piano Player Wayne says he has no trouble getting the cat on the bus and even takes it out of the bag one stop before he gets off.
However, there was one incident when an Indian driver told Wayne the Therapy Cat wasn’t allowed on the bus. The driver stopped the bus and called the police who, after a 45 minute delay, allowed the Therapy Cat to stay on the bus and told the driver to continue driving. 21 November 2016
Free eye glasses
Two hundred people reportedly crowded the Hutt Street Centre one day last week when they were doing free eye tests and giving away eye glasses.
One regular patron said he’d never seen most of them who must have “climbed out of the woodwork”. 21 November 2016
Anglicare Elizabeth Food Barn
“Three tables empty,” Beverly said as she surveyed the dining room. Nor was there a queue when serving began at 11:30am.
It was a stew with decent quantities of real beef. When that ran out the meal became curried chicken then afterward, potato salad with eggs and what looked like meat pies. There were no extras apart from bread buns and margarine, and no seconds and no dessert.
A new Anglicare employee got roast chicken and was confused when the pepper came in a plastic sauce bottle and squirted a stream of pepper across the plate and onto the table.
An elderly female Liamsans security guard has replaced the old man and the young white man who used to put his foot on the chairs. She doesn’t wear a brassiere, has darkened teeth and dresses in black, and carries an attitude more suited for the Yatala Labour Prison dining room. She walked around the building and through the kitchen in an attempt to catch a particular man who had been sleeping in a chair.
After the slow start, the lunch guests arrived at a steady pace. Barefoot Rosemary from the Hutt Street Centre sat in the Aboriginal corner with a female friend who stood over her and demanded a cigarette. A thin man next to her delicately shook from head to toes.
Another guest told me that when he worked as a cane cutter in North Queensland, he used to drink methylated spirits used to preheat the kerosene pressure lamps. “Waste not, want not,” he said and added that he preferred meths to gin except that, “One minute you’d be laughing and the next crying.”
I asked him his age and he replied, “All gone. Empty upstairs. I can’t remember yesterday.”
A crying woman with her dress partially falling off was guided into the room by an Anglicare bureaucrat. “Thank you oh so much,” she said when kitchen staff brought her a meal. The voice was familiar. A social worker read her hospital wrist band, looked me in the eye, then walked out.
“Settle down,” a young white fella with blue eyes said to no one in particular. His legs were spread away from the chair as if preparing to rush from the building. “I can’t move,” he said.
An Anglicare financial advisor promoted the Port Adelaide Food Bank Pop-up on November 25 by handing out leaflets that were also distributed in the Food Bank shop within the Elizabeth Mission. Yet a woman at Food Bank headquarters in Edwardstown had spent the week telling people it was reserved for Port Adelaide locals only. Typical welfare industry disinformation.
The financial advisor handed out Anglicare leaflets listing free meals, but this was also disinformation. The days and places were wrong so that people would end up banging on doors of empty buildings.
He also said that anyone doing his financial advisory course could get up to $400 to pay off their bills.
Welfare is a morass of disinformation choreographed to disempower people already desperate and despairing. Anglicare Mission 91-93 Elizabeth Way, Elizabeth (near the shopping centre and police station) 11:30am to 1:00pm Monday to Friday Free lunch, No dessert, No takeaways, No seconds. Much improved. Security guard in car park and dining room. Invalid Scooter plug-in Free Orange Sky Laundry there on Fridays from 10:30am to 1:00pm 21 November 2016
Salvation Army Corps amalgamations
Rumour has it that a decision was made to amalgamate Army corps into larger units called Hubs in an organisational revamp that will proceed through 2017 and be formally implemented in 2018.
Each new Hub will include a similar number of officers as each smaller Corps used to have due to a reported shortage of officers and the cost of maintaining them.
Modbury, Golden Grove, Greenwith and Oakden corps will be formed into the Northeastern Hub.
Mount Barker, Murray Bridge and Millicent will be the Hills Hub.
Ingle Farm, Parafield Gardens, Gawler and Playford (Elizabeth) will become the Greater Northern Hub.
Unley, Campbelltown and Norwood will be merged into the Morialta Hub.
Marion, Noarlunga and Victor Harbour will become Fleurieu Hub.
Adelaide Congress Hall loses its special status and will be amalgamated with Arndale Corps and have common officers. 21 November 2016
(above) It is difficult to visit any secluded area of the parklands surrounding the Adelaide CBD without finding signs of human habitation.
Do Unto Others at Salvation Army
The nasty drunk on the verandah punched the quiet drunk in the side of the head. Someone called the police, but no one would identify the culprit. The Spy Camera saw everything, of course, but it wasn’t used.
Shana stood on the footpath, outside the range of the Spy Camera. She wore a lime green vest and yelled and screamed, and shook her body up and down, and backwards and forwards while gripping her Coles shopping trolley.
Jackie, the psychotherapist from Elizabeth listened to her quietly, then began shouting even louder than Shana who sat on the footpath and listened.
The doors opened just after 5:00pm and twenty guests rushed to form a queue at the free food room doors. No longer do they wait until 5:30pm as previously. Is it the intimacy of the queue or an understanding that nice guys comes last? The Muslims returned with the same attitude.
The room was a disappointment. Nothing fresh, not even old bread. Just elderly processed food that no one would buy. Laurence lives outside and tries to stay healthy. He left the room without a single item. The Cousin said it was the worst he’d seen.
Shana continued her wild behaviour after the church service when she threw two chairs across the atrium. Train Wreck jumped aside to avoid being hit while nursing his latest disaster at the Casino. A second chair bounced off the church window.
Grinder and another man outside the back door became so incensed by Shana that they moved away to resist beating her up. Captain Matt Reeve intervened physically, his voice laden with emotion.
Two policemen and a woman police officer at the front door on Pirie Street confronted Shana who cried like a 6-year-old girl. As she gestured wildly, a policeman brusquely shoved her arm aside, but she wasn’t arrested and they left.
What prompted Shana's anger has not been disclosed.
It is such anger and anguish that keeps most who live outside from visiting homeless joints. Being roused from bed at daybreak by council employees and other intruders requires a good night of sleep preceding by a period of relaxation.
This makes homeless joints more suitable for those living in safe houses where they can sleep-in the following day during which they can mentally process what happened the previous evening.
Later, when Shana was hugging a man, a Salvation Army woman said, “A deal is going down,” so the police were called again. Shana disappeared after that.
Ajay yelled at Grinder so harshly outside the church doors that the latter took off his glasses to respond, but a lens fell out. Someone took Ajay aside while we searched for the lens that was found under a table by Jenny at Sleepy Bill’s table.
A Salvation Army soldier provided a coat for a drug user to cover the ghastly needle injuries on the inside of his elbows.
The crazy guy who swings his arms while walking and whose eyes swivel dangerously, muttered: “I don’t want to do it, but I’m going to hurt someone.” He stood over an Aboriginal man and woman holding his palms out as if fending off an attack, but they were sitting against a wall minding their own business. The Aboriginal man later wrote on the window that he loved Republicans and Trump.
There was also tension in the building between the vigilantes and elusive drug dealers.
Glenn watched the scenario with guarded indifference. He was there to delay going to his undercover basement carpark camp that was flooded out the previous night.
The free Turkish bread was hard as biscuits, which suited The Ghost who got a few loafs for a friend’s huge pigs. They are ready for slaughter, but when the friend tried to kill one with a knife, it bit him in the ass and he had to go to hospital.
The warm garlic butter bread didn’t have enough garlic and butter soaked through.
The man who had been punched in his head was by 9:30pm completely drunk and lay writhing on the verandah. The Equity Queen, her daughter and Captain Matt Reeve failed to persuade him to go to detox. The man moved to a doorway and fell and his head hit the concrete and bled. He was taken to the hospital by the Equity Queen and her daughter.
The Royal Adelaide Hospital was described as ramped with ambulances due to an incoming huge full moon.
Quiz Master Bob began a quiz to distract the forty or so guests who had remained after church, but the full moon got to him, too. At the end of the quiz, he couldn’t remember who won. Was it was Greased Lightning, The Marauders or Flourish. The prizes were no good and everyone got the same prize, that old chocolate. There should be ski masks and Swiss army knives with spoons and saws.
Jadyn has withdrawn his application to join the police and is returning to Melbourne to look after a family member and will apply to join the Victoria police. “You won’t be allowed to have a beard,” Train Wreck told him.
The Tusmore Australasian church operated the barista machine and provided the same quality service as always.
“ Do please hurry and post about the two fights at DUO's a couple of Saturdays ago. Was one of the fights involving the homeless woman, Shana? Please let your readership know about the motivations behind the conflicts. Please!”
(above) With Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese's storm troopers locking the public toilets at night, these wet wipes supplied by AJ Jefferis, Kate and Brian the ex-Miner on Saturday mornings at 9:30am outside the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre are well-targetted donations for those living outside.
Joy of NECAP losing its funding
A person from the North-east Community Assistance Project (NECAP) Op-shop said that staff treated desperate people very badly, but when antique dealers came into the shop, they lowered the prices.
The person was glad when NECAP lost its funding. 19 November 2016
Trock, 38, recently parked his ute outside the house of The Ghost Who Walks, 71, and yelled insults. Trock also followed him down the hallway at the Magdalene Centre while shouting rhetorical questions. 19 November 2016
Smart City Vocational College
A tall woman with black hair measured shoppers approaching the entrance doors at the Elizabeth Shopping Centre last week. A shoulder bag emblazoned with the “Smart City” logo hung by her side.
She was trying to entice naive welfare recipients to sign contracts for useless $15,000 on-line courses. The student wouldn’t initially need to pay a cent as it would go onto a government HECS-style debt that would jump out later in life, enlarged with interest. 19 November 2016
Not Ruf Us last Saturday
An anguished expression covered AJ Jefferis’s face as war veteran Ajay yelled at her son, Trent. AJ only partially blocked the space between the two men because Ajay’s anger was measured, and he is still a disciplined soldier with good intentions. There had been an incident in a certain house.
Shaun Osborn, the Liberal Party political candidate served coffee and spoke little and quietly. He doesn’t talk enough lies and disinformation to appear like a real politician.
Belinda, Jane, the Banana Man, Brian the ex-Miner, Alex the woman and AJ served the usual food along with slices of wrapped homemade banana cake.
A smiling short Asian police detective and a thin white detective arrived and spoke to AJ.
An older man told me he was sleeping outside because his home had become unsafe, but he still had to pay rent until the lease ended in December.
A man on the dole who sleeps in his car said he’d have his credit card debts finished in two weeks, and then he’d start on his phone bills. Six-months ago he rejected my idea of declaring bankruptcy and getting immediate release from his debts.
New Zealand John was missing and that was worrying due to his Parkinson’s disease and choking problems as a side effect of the medications. However, he turned up later at the Salvation Army.
I asked a regular patron of the Hutt Street Centre if he was ever involved in its various free programs. He replied, “Don’t want nothing to do with it. It’s all about money [for them].”
Two streetwise homeless-style women worked their way through three bags of used clothing, picking out the best stuff like retro-op shop dealers. Tarzan said he’d been in the same clothes for one week then put another layer over them. He also found a new pair of the most expensive Bond’s underwear.
Barefoot Arthur wearing an army trench coat and with his dirty hair down to his waist made his usual pilgrimage to the Hutt Street Wine cellar where he emerged carried a wine cask removed from its cardboard box.
Despite their break with the Ruf Us board of management, Founder Aileen ‘AJ’ Jefferis and the volunteers are continuing their Saturday morning service as if nothing has changed. Moreover, nothing has changed with the same interesting and inspiring guests joining them every Saturday morning.
Yet the Ruf Us board of management controls the incoming donations so AJ and the volunteers are paying for the Saturday breakfast from their own money. This isn’t too radical because they’ve largely been doing that previously, anyway.
Not Ruf Us Free breakfast, used clothing, toiletries. 9:15am Saturdays Outside the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) 18 November 2016
(above) Notices put on tables at Stevo's free brunch at the Enfield Uniting Church on the
corner of Park Street and Main North Road, Sefton Park. (next to Target)
10:00am to 12 noon. Tuesdays. Only during school terms. Snacks, sandwiches, hot meal, coffee, clean toilets. Vegetarian unfriendly.
Volunteers not paid
An Army soldier said that no one was paid to work at the DUO evenings at the Salvation Army in Pirie Street on Wednesday and Saturday evenings. When asked if the Army volunteers often spent their own money providing for the expenses, she replied, “All of them.” 18 November 2016
Jera will return to Fred’s Van
Ending Adelaide Homeless will return to Fred’s Van on Tuesdays in Gawler Place.
Jera thanks those who helped her unpack and pack up recently, after she was reduced by an injury. 18 November 2016
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
Vince apologised to three clients at his free soup kitchen for being closed the previous Tuesday. He said the restaurant had been closed for a week and that he should have put a notice on the back door.
Last Tuesday evening, they served heavy spinach soup, bread buns and water. 18 November 2016
Food Bank at Elizabeth
An employee was heard saying that Anglicare provided two purchase vouchers per year per person at the Food Bank store within the Elizabeth Mission.
He added that self-funders could make four $15.00 purchases each year at the store, which meant they could spend this amount of their own money at Food Bank.
Prices for the elderly food range from one-third to one-half that of Coles and Woolworths. Each purchaser gets a bonus of free fruit, vegetables and donated bread.
It is okay, but not a great deal considering that other joints give away food nearly as good. And it requires a Centrelink income and asset statement, the personal information of which goes into Anglicare’s Big Data computer.
Anglicare is reportedly negotiating with Food Bank for four free food Pop-ups in the Elizabeth area next year. Free: that’s the magic word. And no humiliating documentation. 17 November 2016
Heart and Soul at the Freemasons
The minutes of a recent meeting of the Elizabeth Lodge of the Freemasons record a discussion about Emma Zahim’s Heart and Soul free food outfit. The issue was Heart and Soul not cleaning up after using the Freemasons’ hall rent-free.
There is also mentioned a problem that Heart and Soul hasn’t provided a copy of their public liability insurance to cover their use of the hall. 17 November 2016
Elizabeth Giola pulls another sneaky
Elizabeth scheduled a Burnside Council community transport volunteer driver on roster during the volunteers’ Christmas Party.
When he objected, she said he could drive the pensioners to their destinations, return to the Council buildings for lunch, then go back and pick them up.
He said he couldn’t return them home because he planned to drink as much free alcohol as he could at the party. She said he could drink cordial and soft drinks.
Their last encounter was at the Prospect Council when she accused him of using the phone in the community bus for personal use. She and an alpha male pressured him to sign an agreement not to use the phone for personal use.
This was reasonable except that they had backdated the agreement prior to the alleged overuse of the phone. Backdating it was an unethical trick that would have made it appear legally that he’d broken the agreement. When they changed the date to the current date, he signed it.
Elizabeth Giola later moved to Burnside Council where the man was also a volunteer driver. 17 November 2016
Cos We Care
Cos We Care gets fruit and vegetables and refrigerated food from Second Bite at no charge. Second Bite is better than Food Bank, the latter of whom charge money for food past the Best-By dates. Food Bank also pressures charities to accept rotting food so they can save on rubbish removal.
Cos We Care earn money to run their two vans by running sausage sizzles in front of the new Bunnings store on Curtis Road at Muno Para. They also supply Jamie’s free food operation at the Life Church on Kauri Road in Muno Para.
They are self-funded and have put large amounts of their own money into COS We Care.
Cos We Care Saturdays 8:00 - 9:00am at Carpark No 1 at Fremont Park, Yorktown Road, Elizabeth Sundays 7:30 - 8:30am on South Terrace near Hutt Street, Adelaide Free vegetables, fruit, hot coffee, sugary buns, canned food and other good stuff. Plus free clothing from the Ending Adelaide Homeless group. 17 November 2016
(above) Anglicare's latest leaflet includes a tiny list of free meal joints, but is loaded with errors that give bum steers to places that aren't even open on those days.
More bum steers from Anglicare
Anglicare’s leaflet for free food services is riddled with errors that include claiming that that the Hutt Street Centre is open on Saturdays for breakfast - wrong, it is closed all day. It states that Fred's Van is at the Kilburn Community Centre on Wednesdays - wrong, it is on Thursdays. It also states that Liberty Life church has a soup kitchen on Tuesdays - wrong, they shut that down in early 2016.
Anglicare copied the information from a long since updated version of the Adelaide Homeless Journal free food guide, but they even got the copy and paste wrong.
Anglicare bureaucrats should disengage from their peer group of career welfare workers and mix a little with the homeless crowd. It would do them the world of good.
But the endemic problem in homeless welfare is that each bum steer increases statistics for government funding because each is counted as another instance of “helping the homeless” when it has actually caused harm. 16 November 2016
Adelaide Fred’s Van
Despite the queue curving to allow everyone to stay within the courtyard, the last few were nearly around the corner in the laneway that leads to the State Administration Centre. Another 30 humans waited on the seats or sat against various buildings due to disabilities or disinterest.
Ten minutes after the serving began; the queue remained the same length. The sausages ran out before everyone was served then the white rice and meat from the Concubine restaurant disappeared even quicker. The chicken wings doused with tomato sauce made a brief appearance. The takeaway bags also ran out before everyone got one.
The Man-on-the-Street wanted a sandwich so I gave him my bag, but it didn’t include a sandwich, just a substitute cold meat pie chopped in half and dripping wet.
The Insane Gentleman from the Armageddon Barbecue was there, his aura clouded by psychiatric drugs. However, he still wore than sneaky, humorous expression as if waiting for an opportune moment to express his insanity.
The blue plastic coffee cups ran out so Fred’s Van workers scrambled and came back with a dozen Styrofoam cups.
The woman who had been on a chemical drug the Saturday before last at DUO was crazy and raving and not interested in the food. She intermittently emitted guttural screams that scrambled the doves pecking at discarded bread.
A Vigilante pointed out a few diners on Ice including The Man Formerly Known as the Drug Addict. Yet despite the frightening behaviour of the Ice addicts, I felt safer with them than with drunks. The key is staying out of Ice users’ radar by avoiding eye contact and definitely not touching them.
Jackie the psychotherapist is still in a wheelchair after undergoing surgery on her feet.
A woman handed out toiletries. A man asked the whereabouts of Jera from the Ending Adelaide Homeless group. She now appears with COS We Care on Sundays at 7:30am in the parklands on South Terrace near Hutt Street.
The disabled Vietnamese man with the ultra-thin legs was having a seizure and held a cloth against his face. Someone ― it might have been the Urban Space Man ― asked what was wrong and he said he hated the smell of “piss”.
Later, he had a confrontation with an older Aboriginal man until a person in the queue explained that the Vietnamese fellow was having a seizure and that he was “crazy”. (He once threw hot soup onto The Ghost Who Walks). The Aboriginal man said his blood pressure had risen and that he could kill the Vietnamese man, but moved away and sat down and was quietly applauded by others.
There was active disgruntlement at the shortage of food as the Fred’s Van volunteers packed up and left.
Graham from Salisbury said the days of 30 or 40 diners was over. A homeless former Army soldier counted the diners and agreed that Tuesday evening had about 100 people not including the Fred’s Van staff.
They need much more food than they’re currently delivering because some people gave up, left the queue, and got nothing. Fred’s Van Outdoor Food Van Operated by Life Christian Centre on Mondays and Fridays and St Vincent de Paul on the other days. Gawler Place (between Flinders and Wakefield Streets), Adelaide. 7:00 - 7:30 pm Monday to Friday 6:00 - 6:30 Sunday. No service on Saturday Sausages, sandwiches, buns, tea and coffee. Other takeaway foods and often blankets and socks. No toilets 16 November 2016
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre, Samaphore
A man with white and grey hair slept on cardboard on the fixed bench under the verandah. He had to leave his house for an indeterminate reason, but said he might be able to return next May.
He is worried about his American pit bull terrier/mastiff cross. He said he might have to board it, but that would be very expensive. He cannot leave it with anyone because, as he said, “It is a dangerous animal.” He said that when he had a seizure, the dog had to be “drugged” before the “ambos” could get to him.
Another man asked him why he doesn’t go to St Vinnies Night Shelter in the city. He replied that the Public Trustee has his money locked up and he can’t get it, and he doesn’t want to go into debt with St Vinnies.
He was given a coat by the Least Active Volunteer (LAV) who has arranged a loan to get private physiotherapy. LAV says the new pills his new doctor prescribed have reduced the pain by 40%. He said the pain had been affecting his thinking, but if it were a case of giving up tea and coffee or suffering the pain, he would keep drinking tea.
The lack of chairs under the verandah has been a problem for Graham and others. He said that metal chairs and a table would prevent a certain person from stubbing out cigarettes on the plastic furniture. Or management could haul out the old chairs. Kris fell over near Robyn who thought she caused it and began crying.
Jill, the Anglicare coordinator, brought in her daughter who could have been her younger sister: they are so alike. An elderly woman held a 4-month-old baby. She said it was the first time she’d ever held a baby. Romulo asked to hold it. The answer was no.
Minutes previously, he had beamed with happiness telling of his encounter with two “escorts”.
John Baulderstone’s face was puffy and red from sunburn from watching the cricket. J-Net said he probably also sunburnt his ****.
There were plenty of leaflets for the Food Bank Pop-up on 25 November at Hart’s Mill near the Port Adelaide T.A.F.E. It begins at 10:30am, but it is wise to arrive at 10:00am or earlier. The scrambled eggs, back bacon, roast tomatoes and fritters were beautifully arranged on the plates.
The free clothing area contained a small amount of women’s clothing that even the women avoided because the best stuff had been progressively claimed over the previous month. St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesday and Wednesday mornings 8:30 - 10:30am Free quality breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of takeways, occasional free used clothing, good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. 16 November 2016
Adelaide Angels: a rave
Let us hope they keep the riff-raff out of their Christmas Day event at the Pilgrim Church. Last year, they admitted disreputable characters like Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese, who pretended that the event was somehow his doing. Yet local derelict-about-town, brain-damaged Gary was made to sit outside.
Shadow Minister for Housing Rachel Sanderson was also there. She is tolerable despite her crazy ideas about housing, but bringing that fat guy running against another deceitful politician, Kate Ellis, was wrong.
Rachel politicking discreetly is fine providing she does not hog the stage and talk politics while the food goes cold, like it did last Easter.
The Pilgrim Church hall is too small, but perhaps overflow could be in the form of tables set up under the church verandah where homeless people used to sleep before the church kicked them out. Alternatively, the Pilgrim Lounge could be utilised.
This would make redundant any temptation to using the Council building behind the church, which is fraught with political payback in the form of having to put up with Martin Haese, who is the enemy of those living outside.
It was be unethical at best for a politician to let a community group use a council building in return for them delivering a trapped audience. 16 November 2016
In one respect, poor people in so-called undeveloped nations have it better than people living in Adelaide’s CBD parklands.
The classes with the least money in the so-called poor countries are at least allowed to build shanties, but in Adelaide, we have Lord Mayor Martin Haese whose storm troopers regularly steal and destroy bedding, tents and personal items from those living outside. 16 November 2016
A paranoiac’s vision
“I awoke from a dream where I’d been in a circle of average people. It was wide, leaving enough spaces between them for me to escape.
“There was little antagonism from each individual, but they all had a role to play: bureaucrats, police, citizens, retarded people, drug dealers, victims of all sorts and normal folk.
“But the circle was tightening and the gaps between each person narrowing. Those forming the barrier knew they had to control their own body space, but would allow me to escape through the gaps.
“But I was frozen in the middle, not able to move towards the gaps in the circle that was steadily closing in.” 16 November 2016
(above) Life Without Barriers seeks homeless people suitable for psychiatric treatment. Their office is hidden on a dead end road near a locked side gate next to Adelaide Airport.
(above) Like many businesses and government sections "helping the homeless", the last thing Life Without Barriers wants is for its clients to discover its nerve centre.
Life Without Barriers: the real agenda
To anyone living outside in Adelaide, the sighting of the Life Without Barriers “Metro Homelessness Program” pamphlet would have brought immediate hope.
Inside the leaflet, the organisation said they “provide support to access...safe accommodation, health and medical appointments and others services and friendly visits.” They would even provide “support to access...transportation.” How good was that?
I snuck over to the Adelaide office of Life Without Barriers expecting it to be inundated with homeless people, but apart from a few office workers driving in and out of the carpark in Volkswagen Golf cars, I didn’t see one street person.
The office was located next to a locked side gate to the Adelaide airport runway and far from public transport routes.
Inside the leaflet was the photograph of a man with a doped-out appearance quoted as saying, “Life Without Barriers was there for me when I was sick...My mental health is much better.”
That was the key to Life Without Barriers’s real plan for homeless people. It got homeless individuals accommodation providing they submitted to the process of being categorised as mentally ill, then agreed to treatment. They also had to accept having their accommodation and medication compliance schedule regularly inspected.
That’s what the “friendly visits”, the “health and medical appointments and other services” and “transportation” meant. The homeless person would allow Life Without Barriers supervisors to take them to visit doctors for psychiatric injections and to collect prescriptions for psychiatric drugs.
The Life Without Barriers leaflet with the green tinted photograph of a young white man with a strained, but hopeful smile wasn’t genuine. Life Without Barriers implied his name was Todd who was being helped to work on a farm in south-west Western Australia. But his name wasn’t Todd and he wasn’t working on a farm, but was an actor representing someone working on a farm.
Other photographs of possibly genuine clients of Life Without Barriers had been tinted in colours to disguise the effects of psychiatric drugs.
Life Without Barriers is a huge so-called non-profit corporation with an annual turnover of one-third of a billion dollars. While the business may be non-profit, its hundreds of employees clearly depend on it to earn enough money to pay their salaries.
Referrals to their Adelaide Metro Homelessness Program is via the South Australia Department of Communities and Social Inclusion (DCSI) who for ten years have had a policy of refusing housing to homeless people who won’t undergo behaviour modification programs. The former boss of the department was David Waterford who was forced to resign after covering up for paedophiles working in the department.
The Life Without Barriers Metro Homeless Program pamphlet is a cruel hook to lure desperate homeless people into submitting to supervised lives dulled by psychiatric medications, and to dish out another disappointment to those who won’t “play the game” or don’t qualify. 15 November 2016
A pamphlet from Catherine House women’s shelter says they have 48 overnight guests, 50 paid employees and 50 volunteers. 15 November 2016
More press-ganging at the Elizabeth Library
A woman walked around the Elizabeth library last Friday asking patrons if they’d like to do a free hearing test.
Australian Hearing was there to drum up business for their hearing aids. No one responded to the request except me. The operator said my hearing was fine, but that isn’t true. 15 November 2016
(above) Blanket left by tribal people on ground near the old Herbie on Hutt site.
Ruf Us breaks up
The Ruf Us Charitable Trust has broken into two groups.
A diminished board of management has retained legal control of the organisation while its Founder, Aileen “AJ” Jefferis and nearly the entire group of volunteers have left and are forming a new legal entity.
It isn’t clear who will continue providing furniture, bedding and kitchen appliances to homeless people moving into accommodation. The Ruf Us van is registered in the name of the Founder while other volunteers control various aspects of the everyday operation of the group.
Ruf Us has few other assets to fight over, and no paid employees so the Founder and volunteers expect to transition to the new organisation without serious problems, though it has been disheartening for some.
The board of management has the advantage of using the Ruf Us name and is in receipt of continuous donations from corporations and service groups like the Lions Club.
But whether it can attract another group of dedicated volunteers is another matter. An equally big question is whether the board members will put their own money into the charity, as have Aileen Jefferis and the volunteers.
The volunteers and Founder are continuing with their free breakfasts, toiletries and clothing outside the Hutt Street Centre on Saturdays.
The Ruf Us board of management is faced with the difficulty of re-inventing itself within the bounds of the Ruf Us charitable trust constitution. And all eyes are now on the members of the board to see how they will use regular incoming donations to provide services for people living outside. 13 November 2016
(above) "His father gave his life for the children. Stephen Mullighan MP should be ashamed of himself for [being with] Labor," said the Celebrity Can Collector outside the Adelaide railway station last month. The Celebrity was speaking of how the South Australian Labor government continues to suppress the identities of government employees who sexually abused children taken from their parents then put in government institutions like the Windana/Glandore Boys’ Home. Many of these children ended up collecting cans from rubbish bins. Mullighan has his electoral office on Semaphore Road, Semaphore.
Man declines kind gift from Hutt Street Centre
A man in financial difficulties is travelling to New Zealand to visit relatives as his health rapidly declines.
A free suitcase was available at the Hutt Street Centre, but he declined it saying that anything from that place would probably be contaminated with illegal drugs and he’d have trouble at the airport.
Instead, he reluctantly bought two suitcases from K-Mart. 13 November 2016
A man fell off his bicycle near a bus stop opposite the Hilton Hotel. Melissa was walking into people, her hard face on the verge of shrieking.
She was at Hurtle Square 15 minutes later, growling about needing a coffee. I moved aside for her, but her response was language that slipped into loud gibberish so I jumped back in the queue.
Gorgeous George staggered across the grass while leaning on his shopping trolley full of ten-cent deposit cans. He’s got a place out of the CBD and came into the city to look for cigarette butts.
Two men from The Terraces apartment house said how impressed they were with Puddle Jumpers at Forestville the previous Monday evening. “Like COS We Care,” one said.
Another man had a tumour growing above his forehead.
The man who has been on the Category 1 Housing Trust waiting list for three years was there. Another man living in The Compound off Hutt Street said he wanted to move to Unity Housing. “As soon as Shaun and Gabby get off their asses,” he added, about two Hutt Street Centre case managers.
The white-haired man who looks like Bradley Murdoch’s brother was there. His blue eyes were clear, as was his skin. He doesn’t touch drugs, alcohol, or even smoke tobacco.
The food included orange juice, tea, coffee and Milo, grilled sausages, fried eggs, three types of sauces and fried onions on bread. “Awe, it’s healthy bread,” one guest said when the white bread ran out.
There were just 23 guests under the big fig tree and the atmosphere was subdued. Armageddon BBQ Hurtle Square, Adelaide except on every fourth Saturday at the Christadelphian Church Every Saturday at 8:30am Review from Saturday 5 November 2016 Posted 13 November 2016
Anglicare Food Barn
The cheese and mushroom pasta with tuna plus a vinaigrette salad and bread rolls covered in margarine wasn’t too bad. Limited oatmeal bars, apples and oranges were also available.
The son of a young black Aboriginal couple had pure blond hair and light brown skin. They appeared to be good parents.
The white man who had been wearing a woman’s hat and talking like a girl had changed his tune. He became a little boy and called a volunteer, “Dad”.
The new little kid told Pajero Trish that she shouldn’t have left the pokies joint so early because after she left, her machine hit the jackpot. Trish looked at him: she doesn’t waste words.
An old man sitting opposite me said he’d been brought up in wine saloons and believed women were hungry for blood. He said when they became bored with their boyfriends, they’d “piss in the pocket” of another man then tell the boyfriend he’d said “bad things” to her. He said that women were “hungry for blood and I’ve always been wary of them.”
A slightly dirty quilt and sleeping bag were precisely and symmetrically lodged under an outdoor chair at the back of the building near the Orange Sky Laundry van. By placing “Peggy” at the back of the Food Barn, Orange Sky Laundry was more respectful to clients than placing it facing the street for publicity reasons. Two chubby, pleasant young women operated the washing machines. I asked if they did ironing: the answer was an amused, “No.” Anglicare Mission Food Barn 91-93 Elizabeth Way, Elizabeth (near the shopping centre and police station) Monday to Friday from 11:30am to 1:00pm. Free lunch, No dessert, No takeaways. Much improved. Security guard in car park and dining room. Invalid Scooter plug-in. 13 November 2016
Queenstown Seventh-Day Adventist
A woman with dull skin and her two healthy children were there for the food parcels, and later Minh from the Mekong. He got a parcel, but his friend did not despite her being eligible.
A 78-year-old woman from “Red China” near the border with Russia went there for bread only, she said, but more to talk with two Asian women with the church.
She spoke excellent English and said her father was Chinese and her mother Russian, and that she’d had five hip replacement bouts of surgery after an infection had set in. “No more,” she said despite the infection never having been conquered.
One of her sons works in Shanghai as a mechanical engineer because he couldn’t get work in Adelaide. She said his pay was better in China than Australia because he spoke good English as well as Chinese.
No one else was there for the free food parcels, possibly because of the humiliation of having to unload the items from a basket into their own bags.
Church members served free soup with a delicate fruit punch and an excellent fresh salad. The church people were friendly, but not overly friendly and the atmosphere felt much better than last time, probably because I wasn’t getting the parcel of food.
It was a pleasant experience and I liked talking to the Chinese woman, Minh from the Mekong and his white girlfriend.
Seventh Day Adventist Free Food Corner Webb and Spring Streets, Queenstown, near Port Adelaide Every Saturday at 12:00 noon. One visit allowed every three months for food parcels, but soup is available every Saturday. It isn’t a derelict-style place. 13 November 2016
From the Contact Page
"Her body was found by the dog walker in the South Parklands off Sir Lewis Cohen Drive near South Terrace"
COHEN ? That's the same moniker wore by that C*** developer who destroyed the Burnside Village shopping centre.
Quiz: The first one in space is a ******* related to LEONARD COHEN.
What is their name ?
Answer : NOSE CONE...(Nose Cohen...)
HA HA HA HA HA
P.S. NATURE's Storm Troopers sent in the weather attack front. THAT DID BLACKOUT / FLOODS in reponse to PREMIER J's intention to turn SA into Nuclear Waste Dump to please News World Order Nuclear...
(above) Ruf Us is good at giving appropriate free items suited for people living outside. The simple grey backpack is easily foldable and the contents are suitable for someone sleeping alongside the creek bed. White Barb gave me the bar of chocolate.
Royalty at Ruf Us
Brian the ex-Miner parked the new Ruf Us furniture van outside the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre.
New Zealand John’s legs shook like someone semi-jogging on-the-spot. His right hand shook even more violently. He said that when he awakes, his whole body shakes from the Parkinson’s Disease.
He’s still battling Centrelink in the Administrative Appeals Tribunal though nothing further is expected to develop this year. John has lodged the necessary medical forms, but Centrelink appears to be “dragging its feet”.
His Legal Aid lawyer cost $90 for a certain amount of representation, which is worrying. John needs a real lawyer. His previous free lawyer at Welfare Rights Centre told him that each contact with his Legal Aid lawyer eats away at the amount of time that will be spent on the case so he should minimise contact, which isn’t ideal.
His medical condition has deteriorating so rapidly that one last driving trip to the outback may be in doubt. Yet Centrelink says there is little wrong with this 63-year-old who lives in his van on a city street.
The food at Ruf Us was macaroni and cheese on cardboard plates, aluminium containers of beef and vegetables, chocolate, tea and coffee. The milk and sugar ran out so someone ran down Hutt Street to the IGA. My head racked with pain from a migraine so I missed most of the action.
The Eskimo Lady wasn’t there. She’d been writhing in pain last week. I thought it was withdrawal from Ice, but Grinder said she had epilepsy and would use the anti-seizure medication.
A Ruf Us volunteer cut a hospital band from a woman’s wrist with scissors.
I mentioned to Brian the ex-Miner that the mood at the Armageddon Barbecue had been strangely subdued. He said it could be the sun bombarding earth with invisible particles. I said, “That sounds right.”
We were blessed with royalty when Anne and John from Cos We Care dropped in with a box of bananas, eggs and other fruit and bags of food for two latecomers.
As always, someone arrived and asked why the Hutt Street Centre was closed whereupon its Manager, Ian Cox, made a cameo appearance as he innocently strolled past us down Hutt Street.
Ruf Us Free breakfast every Saturday at 9:15am. Also, small amount of clean clothing, toiletries and occasionally other stuff. Served outside The Hutt Street Centre, 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) Late 11 November 2016
From the Contact Page
The AfBro (Black African Brother with Afro BUSH) had been sleepin rough on Hindley Street for months, throughout Winter.
[I] Plopped a bucket of beans from the Falafel House near his sleeping head one time. Gave him other food at other time but no Cash for Juze Juice cancer sticks etc.
Then at middle of October a swarm of 3 patrol cars and one paddy ute swarmed into Gawler Place near Priceline Pharmacy with officers ready to draw tazers / guns.
Lo and behold it was AfBro they were lookin for, apprehended him with no resistance and no big problem, cuffed him behind the back and stuck him in the paddy ute and eventually took off.
Poor AfBro probably got sick and tired of camping out on Hindley Street / Rundle Mall and probably decided a jail cell and/or priveleges given via Correctional Services would be a better way to go than the hard concrete of Hell Street.
P.S. AfBro was seen to be spitting fully in public around Central Market. Just like Gary : [who said] "F****** WHITE BASTARDS!!!"
However AfBro, to his credit, had excellent use of limited English and often seemed more like a gentleman than any serious menace to anyone.
In another life could be Bob Marley or Jimi Hendrix or host of other AfBros. Late11 November 2016
From the Contact Page
Thanks for Mutt [Hutt] Street Centre free eyeglasses info. Sometimes can hardly read my own name ! Late 11 November 2016
Burnt soup at the Magdalene Church hall
The tomato soup was blackish-orange because it was burnt. The cook took it off the heat immediately, leaving the lentils and pasta uncooked. The cook stirred it so the burnt taste went right through the semi-cooked soup.
The boiled carrots and peas were so-so. Some of the roast potatoes were still hard, but at least they weren’t burnt. The chicken stew was reported as properly cooked and not burnt.
I watched and laughed at Father Christmas as he began eating the soup, expecting him to toss it on the floor in disgust. But he said it was neither the worst or the best he’d had at the Magdalene.
Despite very low numbers both in the dining room, secondary room and the laneway, the ice-cream still ran out. However, there was plenty of take-away burnt soup, which no one wanted.
The staff were professional and kind with young women sitting at various tables. This was appreciated by abandoned old men who have little contact with young women.
Rosemary walked through wearing an old fashioned dress, muddied bare feet and her trademark cheerful smile. She is nearly blind from methylated spirits and other alcoholic drinks, but her demeanour within the confines of Korsakoff's syndrome makes her entrance that of a tragic princess, fallen from grace and never to arise. Never.
Another guest dressed like a stage performer had a red mouth from recent skin cancer surgery, and had difficulty eating. James Williams wasn’t there because he’s had throat cancer surgery at the Royal Adelaide Hospital where he currently resides.
Despite so much going wrong, it was a pleasant 90 minutes due to the good company, excellent staff and the atmosphere of the beautiful 19th century building. Magdalene Church Hall Moore Street, Adelaide (entrance through the laneway between the hall and the Saracen Head hotel) Free meal every Saturday at 6:00pm Drunks and drug affected people welcome, but you must sit on the chairs in the laneway, which is the best place, anyway. 11 November 2016
Salvation Army last Saturday
As with the Armageddon Barbecue and the Magdalene on Moore Street, there were reduced numbers at Congress Hall, which was nice because the joint is usually overcrowded.
The Muslims weren’t there, perhaps due to the verbal abuse, even threats, they received last week. That wasn’t nice.
Jesus’s older brother modestly pretending to be an ordinary man with his wife and they were accompanied by a man wearing a Hawaiian shirt similar to that worn by Piano Player Wayne.
The free food room contained mayonnaise, dodgy salad dressing, dodgy roast beans, Pepsi Max (guaranteed dodgy), dodgy Shapes crackers, scotch cake mixes, Ritz crackers, heaps of chocolate bars and long thin colourful chewy bars that pull out your teeth fillings.
The Ghost Who Walks showed his mastery by filling his bags with dozens of chocolate bars. His brilliant technique is superior to that of Father Christmas, who himself is many times more acquisitive than the Muslims who, considering they are immigrants, are quite restrained.
The meal was some sort of casserole, according to The Ghost. The Cousin said there wasn’t any take-away food except “sweet stuff” and added that due to the increased number of people each week, he didn’t except much take-aways in the future. Takeaway bread was also minimal.
Children ran about during the church service which, intentionally or not, was a mark of respect to the desperadoes in the audience.
Melissa’s physical and emotional reactions during Captain Matt Reeve’s preaching resembled those of a Southern White revivalist tent meeting from the United States in the 1930’s.
The Captain said he didn’t care what anyone had done in the past: repenting is what counts.
John the Baptist was promoted to standing up and facing the audience and reading his Bible message while Matt Reeve played the piano and Guy hid behind the piano with his guitar. Mr Baptist didn’t bother with a microphone.
Later, in the atrium, Tarzan sang and yelled in a manner similar to a singer in a small restaurant that serves alcohol. In a crazy way, he should have continued longer.
YWAM was back in force, if not in numbers then in presence.
Two woman came in for coffee about 8:30pm. “I’m wet,” one said. She was covered in sweat similar to The Mongrel at the Armageddon Barbecue.
The pizzas have improved according to both Graham from Salisbury and The Cousin. They used to be wet, floppy and not hot when cooked in the electric oven. Now, by using the gas ovens in the back kitchen, they are crisp and firm.
Card Player David handed out chocolate given to him by The Man on the Street who got it from rubbish bins.
Bob the Quiz Master cancelled the trivia session due to reduced numbers still in the atrium. There were few more than Card Player David’s table, the Crony Gang table and Sleepy Bill’s table with Bill asleep.
“Lose that microphone,” The Cousin told Bob, which wasn’t right. Bob is the de facto protector of the more vulnerable guests and keeps an eye on the whole operation and isn’t afraid to intervene.
The structured Quiz evenings are valuable activities for some, but the prizes could be improved. The joint would be packed wall-to-wall if the winners received tobacco or a bag of butts, or free parking in the secure Salvo carpark.
But Captain Matt Reeve should install volume switches in the cafe speakers and use that area as a quiet zone while the main atrium remains the entertainment zone.
Grinder was suffering withdrawal symptoms after eating the evidence during a police raid. He was desperate yet reflective. In some ways, dealing with illegal drugs can be character boosting in the struggle to remain civil and conscious. In that way, Grinder is exemplary for his honesty, at least. Salvation Army 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide (close to Hutt Street) Every Saturday Everything Free. Evil Spy Cameras. 5:00pm Coffee, milo, tea, cordial and water 5:30 pm entry to food room 6:00pm Main meal and dessert 7:00pm Church service (voluntary) 8:00pm Games, quiz, barista quality coffee, sweet buns 9:30pm Pizza Occasionally swags and blankets for those sleeping outside. Fascinating high quality guests and staff. Atrium closes at 11:00pm. Also on Wednesday Free Evening program 5:00 - 8:00 pm Currently, free haircuts. 5:00 pm Tea, coffee, cordial, water 6:00 pm Quite decent meal, small dessert 11 November 2016
Anthrax claims food poisoning
The Salvation Army served roast chicken, roast beef and roast pork and roast potatoes at their free DUO meal at 277 Pirie Street the Wednesday before last.
Anthrax said it gave him food poisoning and that he might make a complaint.
Anthrax lives in doss houses or outside, but spends much of his life travelling overseas to attend cricket matches. Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide Entry from back door 4:30pm to 7:30pm every Wednesday 10 November 2016
Forever Hopeful Choir
Certain singers in the Forever Hopeful Choir are unhappy with the low intensity of their practice sessions.
They want continuous practice rather than ten-minute breaks between songs. But Rosemary, the Choir Master says that many of the singers have personal issues that require extended consultation and that this is part of the purpose of the choir.
She responded to this dissatisfaction when rumours reached her that some singers were muttering about withdrawing from their planned concerts. One singer even referred to it as the Forever Un-hopeful Choir.
However, this isn’t a fundamental threat to the Choir’s existence and it is hoped and expected the problem will be resolved. The choir practices at St Luke’s Church mission at Whitmore Square and is open to people who have never sung in their lives, and to those who live outside. 10 November 2016
Free glasses at Hutt Street Centre
There are free eye checks and free glasses available at the Hutt Street Centre on 18 November 2016 from 7:00am to 12:00noon. No appointments: you just walk in.
The Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) Posted 10 November 2016
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen closed last Tuesday
Four free soup kitchen customers found the roller door down and locked last Tuesday at 7:40pm back of La Fig restaurant. The restaurant itself was closed and the phone was not answered.
One man walked up the laneway purposefully and giving us a somewhat reproachful gaze, grabbed the white blanket left on top of the rubbish bin. 10 November 2016
Adelaide Bus Station
The man sleeping on the pavement in front of the bus station on Flinders Street last Friday night was still there on Tuesday, lying under a black blanket and fiddling with his phone.
Meanwhile, Housing Trust Executive, Phillip Fagan Hors-Schmidt and his colleagues keep Housing Trust units and houses empty for months, even years.
And Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese’s storm troopers degrade homeless campers by locking the toilets at night at Marshmallow Park in the Adelaide CBD parklands.
And the St Luke’s Church Mission Gang of Nine keep the courtyard gate locked to stop disabled homeless people from sleeping there. (It doesn’t stop able-bodied winos because they simply jumped the gate.) 10 November 2016
Anti-drug vigilantes plan action
The Vigilantes have given notice to “five or six drug dealers” who supply prescription pills to alcoholic women. This includes those “that killed Emma” and the man who hit Julie with a hammer.
They are also accused of “messing up Byron Place,” the homeless joint that closed down, then moving to WestCare, then when the police and the drug dogs discouraged them there, moved to the Hutt Street Centre.
The plan is to wait until they’re incapacitated by their own products then rob and beat them, and cut off their clothing. And it isn’t just the person who gave Emma the last drugs that killed her, but all those who led up to that point. This is what one vigilante said. There apparently isn’t an intention to cause permanent or severe injuries to the dealers. 9 November 2016
(above) Romero inspired Brian Burdekin clinic near Whitmore Square and starring Damian Mead as the doctor. The clinic is ultra homeless-friendly and includes the doctor and various ancillary staff. Sadly, it has also been a source of prescription pills obtained by men to trade to drug addicted young women for versions of "sex".
(above) Campfire relic from homeless campers in the Adelaide CBD Parklands.
(above) They don't usually ask for I.D. or what area you come from. However, they restrict their advertising to the local area where a specific Pop-Up will occur.
Cowboy has left the building
Cowboy, 77, was advised by doctors at the Royal Adelaide Hospital to undergo serious surgery that would extend his life.
Cowboy declined their advice and has gone home to Tasmania to die, and be buried next to his father. He is one classy jackeroo.
Cowboy used to set up chairs at the DUO Saturday events at Adelaide Congress Hall of the Salvation Army. 9 November 2016
Another political trick by Christian Porter
The Minister for Social Services, Christian Porter is playing politics by pledging up to $150,000 to each victim of childhood sex abuse.
This would theoretically put The Regretful Can Collector, Bluey and the Celebrity Can Collector in for a payout after being childhood victims of abuse at the government-operated Wyndana/Glandore children’s home.
But Porter’s plan requires the victims to, in some circumstances, apply for payments via the organisations that abused them in the first place. Secondly, there won’t be any money in it for South Australian victims because Porter’s plan is to make the States pay the money, and the South Australian government has already refused to do so. 9 November 2016
Free FoodBank Pop-up in Port Adelaide
Free pantry foods, produce, drinks, sausage sizzle, raffle and presents for children for Christmas. BYO bags.
FoodBank says: “Please present this flyer at Admission” so you might want to make a copy though not having one is rarely a problem.
Friday 25 November. 10:30am to 12:30pm or until all stock is distributed. The address is the Flour Shed at Hart’s Mill, Mundy Street, Port Adelaide (near the T.A.F.E. on St Vincent Street). Posted 8 November 2016
St John’s Youth Housing Conference Rort
St John’s Youth Services is running a two-day rort in Adelaide on the 17th and 18th of November, 2016.
The cost is $600 for non-government guests and $650 for government guests, not that anyone will actually be paying from their own money. Their charity or government department will cover it. The high price is a technique to exclude the homeless and other individuals not vetted by the welfare establishment.
The venue is the Hotel Grand Chancellor in Hindley Street next door to Kung Fu Grand Master Leong who rented rooms to Anthrax, The Wizard, and Benjamin before either Anthrax’s enemies or those derelicts who lived in the carpark torched the joint.
The first day will begin with the Welcome to Country spiel, possibly by some overweight bureaucrat who will be paid three hours of wages for one minute of work, while those tribal Aboriginals camping in the parklands will still be there at the end of the conference.
Next will be the “Official Entrance of the Governor”, that tiresomely inspiring “Suitcase of Dreams” fellow who pops up every now and again.
Things then get worse with twenty or thirty bureaucrats giving talks on this or that while being paid their usual salaries plus the cost of driving in with their government or charity supplied cars, and parking in one of those expensive carparks.
They include Colin Falconer, David Denborough, Jethro Sercombe, Kasy Chambers, Sonia Waters, Elisabeth Tuckey, Sean Lappin, Ryan Bullivant, Aileen Robertson, Corey Ah Chee, Naomi Hutchings, Carl Telfer, Nick Pearce, Guy Johnson from Melbourne (air fares, hotel), Ken Langton, Micah Scott, Claudine Scalzi, Rob Martin, Sergeant Peter Winter (maybe he can arrest them all for rorting), Alice Clarke from ShelterSA (probably the best of the lot), Tim Brenton, Amy Gascoigne, Craig Rigney, Robert “Call me Rob)” Martin, Tarnia Thompson, Nicola Hazel from New South Wales (air fares, hotel), Jodie Evans.
Large parts of the expensive hotel will be rented for the two days along with the cost of hiring the organisers to arrange the event while at the end of the conference, those who slept outside last week will still be sleeping outside. 8 November 2016
Nice and nasty at the Salvation Army
The Muslim woman in her religious get-up had difficulty not crying. The other women and the teenage boy were red-faced.
They were near the free food room door and sitting at the table with Theresa, the Afghan-Polish woman often referred to as an Aboriginal. She told them to get away from the table and stood up yelling at them. A tough man at her table backed her up.
When the food room doors opened, she pushed her way in front of the Muslims. No one said a word except The Cousin, who told me, “Don’t get involved. You were lucky with the drug dealers, but nearly everyone here is against them [The Muslims].
Linda-from-the-tent was angry with me for backing the Muslims.
I said to a stranger next to me that the Muslims would be better off not wearing their religious gear and being more polite to the regular homeless-style crowd. He said they had a right to wear what they wanted and that it was sensible clothing. He recently got in with a bad crowd in Ascot Park and moved to the city to get away from them. He moved in Romano’s Doss House at Hurtle Square. “Be careful,” I said.
Margaret Banning came to the aid of the Muslims, but they were already upset and after getting some stuff, quickly left. Theresa has influence with the Army because she let them use the image of her granddaughter for a child abuse leaflet.
Captain Matt Reeve later introduced himself ― if I heard him correctly― as “Senior Pastor and Head of Security.”
The meal was roast beef, gravy, roast potatoes and carrots and a piece of bread with ice-cream, sliced bananas and warm caramel for dessert. The salt and pepper distributor said she’d been told to give just one sachet of pepper and salt to each person. Rations.
Three quarters of the guest list disappeared after the meal.
The verandah was kept empty and barista coffee was served from inside the cafe.
A woman in her thirties was on some chemical drug and screamed and yelled on the footpath for two hours. She made sexual gestures to men and women crossing Pirie Street in groups then lay on the footpath, always in a non-sexual position. Whatever her delusions, her survival instinct was operating well as she stayed on the footpath in front of the main doors from where she could expect protection is she got into trouble. She also positioned herself out of the range of Captain Matt Reeve’s cut and paste Spy Cameras.
She went into the atrium and put a bag over her head, but no one responded. Whatever inward revelations she was experiencing, the external expression was one of pathos.
The chemical drug addicts live communal lives while sourcing their drugs, but most trips are lonesome experiences with frequent savage after-effects. They begin as sheep then as the addiction strengthens its grip, the sheep become wolves to maintain their supply. Yet some addicts, as they destroy themselves and others, manage to retain a humanity that is breathtaking to observe.
Two policemen arrived to question her, then left.
Another woman had sore feet and was exhausted having spent the day collecting cans. She made eight dollars, enough to buy two loaves of bread, or eight cigarettes, or two cups of coffee in a cafe, or 350 grams of raw beefsteak. She’s almost paid her $210 fine for not using the tram without a ticket, but got another one the previous day.
The Quiz was won by Card Player David’s table. David got upset after one round when Tyson’s table beat him 10 to 9. Quiz Master Bob told Card Player David, “Don’t get too excited.”
Captain Matt Reeve sang and played the piano in the church. His singing is of the old-school style and far more refreshing than the rock and roll Hillsong style. (Let us hope he does not forget his construction site skills and installs volume switches on the horribly loud speakers in the cafe)
Captain Laurel Cummings from the Prison Chaplaincy gave an excellent Bible morality talk. Ten months with the criminals in the slammer has done her well.
But the cut and paste spy cameras beamed down on us, creating video archives for future audiences. Do Unto Others Social Evening Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide (near Hutt Street) Every Saturday 5:00pm to 11:00pm Free coffee at 5:00pm; Free meal at 6:00pm; Free barista coffee at 8:00pm; Free pizza at 9:30pm
Also on Wednesday at 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide Entry from back door 4:30pm to 7:30pm every Wednesday. Free meal and drinks. 8 November 2016
Emma Hines: The missing hours
“Murdered or was it drugs?” Emma’s boyfriend says, adding. “I’m not convinced of anything. When I get the coroner’s report, my lawyer is going to explain it to me in layman’s terms.”
“Leading up to Christmas, something was really different ― even abnormal for her ― and I couldn’t figure out why, and all I could do was pick up the pieces,” he tells me from his hospital bed.
“I found her down the alleyway, ‘cause I was waiting for her to come home one night and I went for a wander...and I found her in a driveway lying in the dirt in a foetal position, shivering.
“It took a while for her to recognise it was me and get her back to the house and say a little prayer because she believed the house was cursed.
He had known Emma for just six months and lived with her for two months, but says he had “made it my life ambition...trying to help her seemed like my place, my role in life.”
“Funny thing about Emma is that I offered and tried to as much as I could wherever I could and I said, ‘Let’s make this house a home.’ She said, ‘Yeah, I suppose I could play house.”
He speaks as if Emma is still alive: “She’s gorgeous and when she gives you her affection, it’s priceless and we got on...I don’t know how to tell you in words.”
On the 2nd of January 2016, he and Emma were in the Elephant and Castle hotel on West Terrace having a few drinks and “laughing our heads off” after having a bong. He drank beer, but Emma was abstaining from alcohol. She said she was pregnant.
They crossed West Terrace to search for the tombstone of Emma’s aunt in the cemetery, but couldn’t find it then returned to the hotel where they decided that he would search out a “choof” and they’d meet back at Emma’s townhouse with the intention of spending a quiet evening at home, smoking and watching television.
But Emma never arrived. “I went back and she wasn’t there...waiting for her, waiting for her...midnight, still not there...,” he said.
The next morning, he walked to Hutt Street along South Terrace. He saw the police cars and taped off area, not realising that under the tarpaulin was Emma’s body. “She’d been in the weather a little bit, sun down one side, blood was pooled to the other side where she’d lay on her left side of her face, and where the ants had gotten to her face, and made a bit of a mess there.”
He backtracked to WestCare, perhaps knowing, but not wanting to know until later when the police knocked on the door of their townhouse.
Nine months later, he remembers Emma’s earlier life from his hospital bed in Sydney: “She told me about all that stuff...She was made to do it, and she wasn’t one to bullshit, she wasn’t one to just make things up...She didn’t need to...plenty of suffering, unbelievable.
But simply recollecting the love of his life that was all too brief is too much for this broken man.
“I’m getting tired,” he says, fading away and our conversation ends. Posted 7 November 2016
Addendum: Is this the end of the story?
Police have not released any details of what killed Emma nor are her relatives talking. The Coroner has not yet released a death report.
The question remains of where Emma went between the time she left her boyfriend on the Saturday afternoon of 2 January 2016 and Sunday morning at 8:30am of the 3rd of January when her body was found by the dog walker in the South Parklands off Sir Lewis Cohen Drive near South Terrace.
The dealers in prescription drugs obtained via the Brian Burdekin clinic are not talking about Emma, either. No one wants to be seen as involved, not only for fear of the police, but also for fear of the Vigilantes who claim that her death was the result of the cumulative use of prescription drugs supplied by others.
That is why certain people at WestCare have reacted with threats and accusations to anyone questioning Emma’s death?
And the reason for whispered words of false rumours in the laneway of the Magdalene Church hall on Saturday evenings.
And why do others not connected with Emma’s death go into paroxysms of fear after letting slip that Emma was with two others that evening? 7 November 2016
(above) Tin of jelly beans for Aboriginals prone to falling into diabetic comas. They're in a relatively watertight tin so if left in the bush, they will remain dry. Eye damage for people living outside is rife so at the Homeless Connect day in Whitmore Square in October, ShelterSA handed out free sunglasses.
Pilgrim Church Free Coffee Lounge
A man living outside sat against one side of the church, looking for butts and avoiding eye contact.
The thin woman who works as a psychotherapist arrived in a wheelchair and with her feet bandaged.
A white woman with dark blue tattoos on her face pushed in a trolley covered in a blanket into the Lounge and began working through sheaves of paperwork.
Jill was there without Terry the Gambler.
Fire Truck Wayne was depressed so he stayed “home”.
Nearly everyone who visits the Pilgrim Lounge is solitary and the women, especially those living outside ― and those using drugs ― are ultra wary. So are most of the men.
Daryl served tea and coffee and small chocolate bars. The chairs aren’t very comfortable.
Pilgrim Church Free Coffee Lounge 12 Flinders Street, Adelaide (back of the Church) 10:00am to 2:00pm Monday to Friday 7 November 2016
Homelessness Australia scam outfit
Thirty homeless joint Chief Executive Officers flew into Canberra recently for a short symbolic meeting to highlight their fears of losing $110 million dollars of annual government “homeless” funding, most of which they currently grab for their own salaries.
Katherine McKernon from the scam outfit known as HomelessnessNSW was interviewed on ABC radio by Patricia Karvelas who asked for whom the money would be spent. Ms McKernon replied:
“Uh, so, it, it’s, as I said, it was established about eight years ago...really deliver outcomes for homeless people, so the services that are presented through the National Partnership Agreement on homelessness funding are things like Housing First approaches like Common Ground.
“Common Ground Sydney celebrated five years, and that’s placing long term rough sleepers in permanent accommodation with support, um, private rental, um, support tenancy prevent, you know, uh, prevent people who are at risk of losing their tenancies, supporting those people, um, there’s a number of youth services, uh, Youth Foyers, which is another form of housing that provides housing, employment and education for young people, uh, and a who lot of outreach and hub kind of services that really connect people with, with, uh, the service system with the community.”
What we might like to hear from Ms McKernan are the names of those who attended the so-called summit in Canberra and how much each bureaucrat took from homeless funding for their airfares and restaurant meals, and the cost of organising the summit and venue. Moreover, precisely, where did the money came from and where would it have been spent had it not been spent on the summit?
Homelessness Australia and the summit attendees appear to be a collusion of bureaucrats who have placed themselves between those living outside and the government funding agencies whereupon they skim off most of the money for themselves. They resemble those old-style Mafia protection rackets that didn’t do any protecting.
The problem is that this type of administrative corruption has become so prolific that many no longer see it as corruption. And the bureaucrats who turn homeless funding into their own salaries fight aggressively to keep them. Late 6 November 2016
The man secluded in open view alongside the St Andrew’s Church-at-the-Sea felt like killing himself. That was after doctors had shockingly drugged him out on prescription drugs. A government agency wanted to modify his behaviour and thought that dousing him in drugs would slow him down.
“It’s the psychiatric drugs that make you feel like that,” I told him. “I know,” he said.
He doesn’t want to die so he went to the Flinder’s Medical Centre where he stayed for three days.
The bright Orange Sky Laundry van with its bright orange chairs was out front of the church with at least five volunteers doing practically no washing or drying. Mary’s Kitchen people have their own machines while those living outside in Glenelg are too paranoid and embarrassed to be seen washing their clothing in such a public place with tourists and locals gawking at them. However, the Orange Sky crowd added to the carnival atmosphere on the steps of the church. Orange Sky Laundry would be inundated with customers if they offered ironing.
Lyn did the prayer and introduction because Adam the Preacher was sick. Nor was the Street Fighting Woman, the White Haired Derelict or Jimbo present. The Benevolent Vegetarian was there, but sat at another table.
There were two types of vegetarian soup, both superb and the service was excellent because each volunteer seemed like an individual fulfilling specific tasks for other individuals, that is, us. Both Mary’s Kitchen and St Bede’s should be prototypes as how best to run a soup kitchen. One diner said he made $150 earlier that day as a security guard at the Morphettville racecourse, but got a $50 fine for parking in the MacDonald’s junk food joint carpark. Mary’s Kitchen St Andrew’s Church-at-the-Sea Jetty Road, Glenelg Free meal and take-way bread every Tuesday at 6:00pm 6 November 2016
(above) Take-away food container from the Seventh-Day Adventist free meal at their Brahma Lodge church. The duct tape label was used by one enterprising individual to attach a small tube to a Coke bottle.
No fried onions.
Big Ron said it was a rare fifth Saturday of the month when the anti-onion group did the morning barbecue. He said they weren’t as experienced as the other Christadelphian groups. Another person said the fifth Saturday group didn’t believe in onions because they give “indigestion”.
However, there were plenty of fried eggs and sausages on bread with salt, pepper and tomato sauce.
A Christadelphian woman welcomed a man to their event. He cleverly countered and welcomed her to Hurtle Square, his territory. She laughed nervously. They were both right, of course.
The Armageddon crowd served tea, coffee and orange juice and, astutely, had brought a jug of water.
Three ghostly tribal black fella people arrived from the laneway lined with colonial stonework, back of the Beaurepaires tyre shop.
Tarzan said he’d been living outside for 12 months and was on the fast track waiting list with the Housing Trust. Another man, 44, said he’d been on the Category 1 fast track for three years. The man with the walking stick said he was sick of Hurtle Square and was moving from Romano’s Doss House to living in his car.
Two older men said they had never used a computer including those on mobile phones. This meant that with the demise of phone boxes and closing of government shop fronts, they’d been effectively excluded from a part of society that had previously been open to them.
A shaven headed man dripping sweat and wearing a blue singlet jogged up to us. I thought he was a jogger trying to keep fit until he twirled around in circles, looked at us strangely, and didn’t want a drink of water.
Numbers were down, possibly because some of those living in the parklands were taking advantage of the warm weather and getting extra sleep while Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese’s storm troopers were off work for the weekend.
As we left and walked down South Terrace to Ruf Us, Big Ron ate the sausage surrounded by bread and sauce, but threw the bread and serviettes on the footpath. He usually doesn’t do this, but appeared to be in diabetic shock and not aware of himself.
However, he was aware enough to say that the manager of the Hutt Street Centre got $2000 a week and that this establishment didn’t do anything for anyone unless they could make money from it.
Armageddon Barbecue Hurtle Square, Adelaide Every Saturday at 8:30am except the fourth Saturday of each month when it is served in front of the Christadelphian Church on Halifax Street, Adelaide (just west of Hurtle Square) 6 November 2016
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre
Trish the free hairdresser was there for her first Tuesday of every month. She was in a good mood.
Two guests brought large bags of clean children’s clothing, some of which were snapped up by the woman who recently has had a baby.
Mr Moonboots is studying photography with Jose Mortimer at the Taperoo Community Centre.
The former Minister for Housing was his usual exuberant self and the life of the kitchen while Anna was the dining room host. Jeremy returned after an absence while Mrs Moonboots and The Preacher were the stalwarts. The former Channel Seven journalist said that a free vegetarian homeless soup kitchen had opened in Melbourne, and was called Lentil as Anything.
A man searched the pavement for cigarette butts, but they’d all been shaken out. This is the case at all soup kitchens: the cigarette butts are empty of tobacco.
The Most Active Volunteer hurt his back quite badly moving tables and wanted to access Anglicare’s volunteers’ insurance policy so he could get physiotherapy. But staff said he told them he’d hurt it at Semaphore Uniting Church where he is also a volunteer, so he should go there.
The Most Active Volunteer said he couldn’t make a claim with that church because it would be a lie and as a Christian, he couldn’t lie. (He also won’t apply for DSP despite being quite fragile). He said that eight years a volunteer at St Bede’s and this was how they treat him. He’s now The Least Active Volunteer, a role he does not like.
Breakfast was scrambled eggs, back bacon, fritters, toasted ham and cheese sandwiches, yoghourt, cereals and milk, sliced strawberries, watermelon and blueberries. Takeaway food included two-minute noodles, COS We Care rice crackers, muesli bars, tolerable tomatoes, oranges and lemons. St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesday and Wednesday mornings 8:30 - 10:30am Quality breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of take-ways, occasional free used clothing, and a good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. 6 November 2016
(above) Abandoned campsite of the silk underwear woman in the Adelaide CBD Parklands. The Adelaide City Council has removed a nearby rubbish bin, thus perversely encouraging campers to leave their rubbish.
(above) This is the former brush palisade site where the campers had bicycles and tarps and a child-sized tent. It was "cleared" by Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese's storm troopers. The homeless campers were quite upset.
Theological debate at Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
A street-style woman left the back of La Fig while the Catholic Spaniard walked in from Moore Street and I sneaked through the carpark back of the Royalty Theatre. We met at the roller door. No one was there until Tahir came out and poured us some healthy soup in Eco-friendly wide paper cups.
He asked if he could sit and talk with us, but quickly launched into a debate about God. He asked what we thought of God. The Catholic Spaniard explained the Trinity of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost and added that some things he wouldn’t talk about.
Tahir said there was God, but wasn’t Jesus a prophet like the Islamic prophet and nothing more. He added that the Trinity had nothing to do with Jesus, but was made up by people named Mark and Peter and Paul of whom we don’t even know their full names.
The discussion brought back memories of an Adelaide derelict woman at Nimbin in 1983 shouted at some aggressive Christians that they were ignorant to describe their religion as superior to that of Ananda Marga, a Tantra sect from Calcutta.
I stayed quiet then as I did at Vince’s soup kitchen last Tuesday, as I dislike theological discussions where words are used to describe things that are beyond speech.
However, the Catholic Spaniard didn’t mind: he’s an educated intellectual and linguist while Tahir is young and strong and a believer who relished the debate, but didn’t have the depth of learning and experience as the old Spaniard. La Fig soup kitchen Back entrance of La Fig restaurant (Via the laneway between Saracen’s Head hotel and Magdalene Church hall. The laneway runs off Moore Street, Adelaide) Every Tuesday at 7:30pm BYO salt and pepper Posted 5 November 2016
Salisbury Fred’s Van
“Where is everybody?” I asked as the Fred’s Van pulled into the church driveway at 5:50pm. “Who cares?” a man answered. “More for us,” a retarded man said.
Pajero Trish was there, sick and losing weight. A young western desert couple arrived with their three blond-haired kids. A girl was barefoot, having left her shoes in McDonald’s, without a care.
The food included hot dogs in buns, pasta with a meat sauce, sweet and sour chicken, processed meat and salad sandwiches, tea and coffee, loaves of bread and small bags of fruit and vegetables.
It began raining after the Fred’s Van crowd had begun serving so they quickly moved the tables and hot pots under the verandah of the church.
“Ridiculous,” a man said of the weather.
Sharka, along with three Asian Christians, a happy Italian woman and two or three other volunteers served about 20 adults and four children under five.
No one lingered and by 6:38pm, the van was loaded and leaving the church. Fred’s Van St John the Evangelist Anglican Church Hall Church Street, Salisbury (opposite MacDonald’s) 6:00pm Sunday 5 November 2016
Brendan’s Bowell Orders
The government is increasingly giving orders for citizens to undergo medical treatments rather than extending invitations.
Professor Brendan Murphy, the Chief Medical Officer for the Australian Government is sending out letters reminding old people to “complete the test” with the bowel screening kit that was posted out.
The operative words in the letter are, “Please complete the test that was sent to you as it could save your life.”
This is a good service by the government, but nowhere in the letter does it say that the test is voluntary, and the reminder says, “Please complete...” and not “Would you please complete...”
Little by little, governments and corporations are stealing our self-determination, our privacy and our freedom. 5 November 2016
The Ark Free Meal place
The Salisbury Lutheran Church offers a free meal on the fourth Saturday of each month at 5:00pm. The next event is Saturday 26 November 2016 with their Christmas Party on Saturday 17 December, also at 5:00pm. Everyone welcome.
The church is also called ‘The Ark’ and isn’t far from where derelict Robert Skewes lived, which was next door to John Bunting. John got Robert to help dig a big hole in the backyard. Robert thought it was for a swimming pool.
Robert hasn’t any legs these days and lives in a nursing home near Glenelg. He is one of the few people who have ever made me go cold with fear. It was in Victoria Square. He told he how he had strangled some puppies. That’s all. It was the way he said it that made me go cold.
A long term kitchen hand working for free at WestCare prepared meals for Robert. His son was the last victim of John Bunting and Robert Wagner. They got him in the bank vault at Snowtown.
The Ark is an Ark in more ways than one. Salisbury Lutheran Church (The Ark) cnr of Winzor Street and Waterloo Corner Road, Salisbury Salisbury. Phone 8281 2976 Free meal every fourth Saturday of the month at 5:00pm except in December Posted 4 November 2016
WestCare’s duty of care?
An elderly, ill and nearly infirm woman who relies on a walking frame was too frightened to use the WestCare women’s toilets last Tuesday.
A younger woman “off her face on drugs” had entered and slammed the outer door shut. The old girl asked a WestCare employee to go in there with her for protection.
The answer was, “No.”
Why did she not use the disability shower/toilet room? She said it was always covered in a film of water from showers and in her parlous physical state, she could slip.
A friend drove her to the South West Community Centre on Sturt Street to use their toilets. 4 November 2016
Old Bluey spent years in the Wyndana/Glandore government children’s institution. Charra and The Celebrity Can Collector were there, later. It was riddled with elderly child molesters, some of whom would sleep with the little boys at night, and do nasty things to others during the day.
There were no repercussions for the child molesters, not even their memories because the government has protected their identities. But the former boys never recovered from their years at the hands of these perverts.
Bluey is reputed to be living in Unity House (The Terraces) on South Terrace. 4 November 2016
Stevo’s free soup kitchen at Sefton Park
It takes months to be accepted or even tolerated at a new soup kitchen and Stevo’s is no exception.
Horse Trader Steve is the most welcoming person there and last week he handed out tomatoes, lettuces and cucumbers.
They offered egg and chicken sandwiches and a nice looking meat and vegetable stew from a slow cooker, but nothing vegetarian. “No,” a kitchen worker said when I asked. So I had a coffee, only, and no one seemed concerned about that.
New leaflets had been placed on each table that read in part: “...You must not bring disputes you have with anyone outside Stevo’s into Stevo’s...we cannot tolerate any behaviour that makes people feel unsafe here. Beware of Gossip...”
The man who on a previous visit challenged the quizmaster whether lightning or thunder came first told a woman that he no longer argued with people. “I don’t respond,” he told her.
When I enter Stevo’s the word ‘grey’ comes to mind. The church room itself is high peaked with beautiful skylights and guests move about the reception area and out front of the church with ease so my reaction might be partially subjective.
Enfield Uniting Church corner of Park Street and Main North Road, Sefton Park. (next to Target) 10:00am to 12 noon. Tuesdays. Only during school terms. Snacks, sandwiches, hot meal, coffee, clean toilets. Emergency takeaway food only. Vegetarian very unfriendly. 4 November 2016
Therapy Cat strikes white gold
Piano Player Wayne received a delivery from Unilever of 12 kilograms of Omo powder detergent and 12 litres of liquid Omo.
He said this was the first installment of a free ten year supply and that the Therapy Cat was expected to appear in Omo detergent advertisements in the future.
Piano Player Wayne said it was good luck he’d been kicked out of the Salvation Army DUO program by Captain Matt Reeve because it gave him impetus to do new things.
No doubt, he was glad he named the Therapy Cat: Omo, or perhaps now, the Cash Cat. 3 November 2016
Ruf Us on Saturday morning
The vegetarian ‘pasta bake’ with cheese was pleasantly chewy on the corners and came separately from the chicken drumsticks for meat eaters.
There was also a pumpkin and cauliflower soup without MSG or meat. Jane and her husband brought a box of top quality bananas.
The Ruf Us staff included Kate, Jane and her husband, Shaun Osborn the Liberal political and AJ.
They gave out shampoo packs, toilet paper, toothbrushes, fold-up combs, toothpaste and other stuff.
Card Player David peered at us through bus window while on his way to Laura’s place for lunch.
The Eskimo Lady (Rochelle) sat with her head on her knees for over an hour while scratching her face and legs, and sucking in her mouth. When suffering, she internalises her pain rather than blaming others. It was painful watching her quietly suffer.
Tarzan kicked his bare leg thirty or forty times against the iron post of a road sign. “I need a brick wall,” he said.
A new woman, not a derelict, and with a degree of quiet desperation and an eastern European accent was learning the ropes of dealing with a fluid queue. AJ helped her to the front. She had no “street sense” and, if she has a sense of self-respect, won’t be dragged into its bad aspects.
Trent’s father came to see him. He was small, old, serious, quiet and concerned.
The Ancient Old Lady wasn’t there because she’d been feeling sick at the Armageddon Barbecue, but there were more people than usual and the food ran out. However, AJ kept sandwiches and bottled water in her car for latecomers.
Six Jehovah Witnesses arrived with smiles and pamphlets and were lectured by a man with bad teeth who said their theology was culturally interpreted and an abomination of the truth. He accused one Witness of being egotistically driven to impose his cultural interpretation of the Bible onto others. He was brilliant, but perhaps overplayed his hand when he said he was a five-star General in the Irish Republican Army.
Ajay the Iraq veteran told me forty ways to determine the nature of reliability of an individual including the various ways a person ironed their clothing. He carries his backpack with him on the weekends because there is nowhere to store it. That such a talented and disciplined man lives on the streets while disgusting bureaucrats live lives of luxury is a vivisection into the nature of our society.
One woman arrived late and with a bad attitude and took one drink of water then poured its contents on the footpath and threw the bottle onto the road. She ate a portion of the bun AJ had given her, then threw the rest onto the road and walked away.
Trent from the Backwoods saw this and threw a chicken drumstick bone at her, but it hit the low-hanging branches of a tree and bounced off Jane and the Banana Man’s Nissan ute.
There might have been 28 guests cumulatively, not including the Ruf Us staff and the Jehovah Witnesses. Nearly everyone was from the homeless scene with most living outside, and this is what makes Ruf Us a premier operation.
Ruf Us Free Breakfast and toiletries 9:15am Saturdays In front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) 3 November 2016
Another deceptive politician
The Minister for Social Services, Christian Porter was quoted in the media as saying that 35,000 people under 35 had been kicked off Disability Support Payments over the past year. He added that their lives had improved because they were either in work or preparing for employment.
Porter’s deceptive statement didn’t say how many of the 35,000 were in actually work and whether it was real work with real wages. Nor did he say how many were preparing for employment, which means lower payments than DSP, and being forced to do useless job-hunting courses that benefit only the employees running these courses.
Porter was a Minister in the Western Australian government in the aftermath of the so-called Mickelberg Perth Mint swindle where crooked police and others framed Ray and Peter Mickelberg for the theft of gold from the Perth Mint.
Ray and Peter spent years in prison then released and awarded a million dollars compensation. When it was became clear that senior police and political figures were involved in a wider criminal network, Christian Porter came to their rescue and stopped investigations, allegedly saying that getting to the bottom of the criminal conspiracy would “tear the social fabric”.
This is the Christian Porter, Minister for Social Services who has moved 35,000 people onto the lower unemployment payments when they have no hope of ever getting normal work with normal wages. 3 November 2016
Desperate Job Network-style bureaucrats
Some organisation renting part of the Elizabeth public library could not get anyone to join their fake job-hunting course last Wednesday, and this threatened their further funding.
A library employee attempted to rescue this farcical situation by walking around the building asking each person reading a book or using a computer if he or she wanted to join the job search group. The employee was so desperate, she even asked a 65-year-old man.
It could only happen in Elizabeth. They would never have dared try this tactic at Burnside Library. 3 November 2016
James’s throat surgery
James Williams said he is going into the Royal Adelaide Hospital tomorrow for a ten-hour operation on his throat cancer. He’s had a raspy voice for years and recently hasn’t been able to speak above a whisper.
James is the kitchen boss for the Magdalene Church hall free meal in Moore Street each Saturday evening. He occasionally wears clothing embedded with electrical lights powered by a hidden battery.
James said he will be in Ward Q5 and will be in hospital for three weeks. Late 2 November 2016
(above) A worker uses a jackhammer to set up gazebos for the Adelaide 2016 Homeless Connect event. A homeless man on the right, disrupted by the construction, scrambles to put on his shoes and socks and collect his sleeping gear.
(above) The tribal Aboriginals left their campsite in Whitmore Square at dawn to avoid the 2016 Adelaide Homeless Connect event gazebo construction activity.
Adelaide Homeless Health Day: Homeless Connect
Eight or nine construction workers had been at Whitmore Square since daybreak, setting up gazebos for the exhibitors and musicians for the four-hour Homeless Connect fair on Thursday 20 October 2016. They used a Bobcat that came on the back of a flatbed truck. One man operated a jackhammer to drill holes for the pegs.
A homeless man displaced by the Homeless Health Day preparations scrambled to put on his socks and shoes and collect his bedding to make way for the gazebo construction.
By 10:00am, the stallholders had arrived and set up shop. “Same old scabs as last year,” Father Christmas commented bitterly as he scanned the visitors. He was right. Nearly everyone was over 60 and not homeless.
“I’m going to get everything I can,” Mrs Judith Telstra had proclaimed earlier.
Toiletry packs were the standard give-away, which suits the public conception of people in the homeless scene. I got a bottle of Listerine, tooth-whitening paste, floss, soap and a pair of expensive Bond’s underwear. One stall gave away articles of used clothing.
The Nunkuwarin Yunti gazebo workers stopped smiling and looked downward whenever white folk passed by. However, they gave Lawrence, 63, a rare Nunku beanie. Lawrence cannot get the dole and won’t apply for Disability Support and lives year in, year out in the parklands, yet maintains equanimity in all circumstances. He is a credit to the human race.
Ignoring the white folk made the Nunkuwarin employees’ job somewhat redundant because even the tribal black folk had evacuated Whitmore Square on arrival of the construction workers. They had left their sleeping gear under the fig tree. However, respected elder, Peter Gibson, made an appearance despite having been sick the past three weeks.
The Crony Gang and the Sherwood Forest Gang had a good day. The man with the walking stick from Romano’s Doss House was there, but generally the Crazy Cottage and Hurtle Square crowd were missing. Margot ― of Bill Shorten fame ― and her boyfriend, Andy, plus Krusher Karl’s girlfriend, and Alwyn, and Warren the Can Collector were there. The Urban Space Cowboy put in a brief appearance.
Three St John’s first-aid people tested the Ancient Old Lady’s blood sugar. It was 16. “Okay, what’s the story?” the first-aid man asked the retired Registered Nurse, then added, “Uh, sorry,” and asked her more politely. They spent an hour with her, but later when they tried to do another test, it was impossible because someone had stolen the blood sugar testing gadget.
Griselda won the prize for guessing the number of beans in a jar; Maria (not Krusher Karl’s girlfriend) won another prize; Ned the Croatian genealogist won a gift card (He wanted money, instead, to use on gambling); “The Walking Man” from Sherwood Forest also won a gift card.
ShelterSA did free photo sessions, massages and gave away blue lens sunglasses, shirts, unlimited amounts of finger-long Subway rolls (including vegetarian), and excellent sugary biscuits.
Pilgrim Church declined the offer of a gazebo with tables and chairs, and instead brought their own wooden table that they placed under the fig tree where the tribal people sleep. They served ice-cooled raspberry cordial, strange cups of potato chips, small chocolate bars, and invitations to their monthly free fish and chip meal at the Pilgrim Church lounge. Two of their people included a young Chinese Christian man and woman. As with last year, they were the happiest and most enthusiastic group at the homeless event.
Father Christmas was right about the same people visiting every year. There were few new people and practically no one under the age of 40 despite a rush this winter of younger people living outside, and others living precarious existences in government funded hostels. The drug addicts and Aboriginals had also boycotted the homeless health day and this was despite WestCare cancelling lunch to coerce their diners to move over to Whitmore Square.
When the wind blew, a sign fell onto a Negro woman and cut her head. Blood trickled down her face. The ambulance raced around Whitmore Square then onto the grass and medics treated her for 45 minutes. She must have had trouble not laughing at the extended attention for such a minor injury considering her turbulent past.
Express Mobile and Twisted Barista arrived about 12:45pm, annoyingly late, but having given up part of their lucrative lunch run to give away their labour, coffee and cups to us and the welfare employees.
Celebrity smoker Peter Goers announced the winners of the raffles, but some bureaucrat on the stage reprimanded him for praising cigarette smoking and denouncing price increases. Yet his message rang true for those smokers in the homeless scene, whose major enjoyment comes from smoking tobacco.
However, Peter could have been better prepared and should have denounced Phillip Fagan Hors-Schmidt and the government for keeping Housing Trust units empty while people on the waiting list sleep outside.
The music by Carl Williams Jr and others was too loud and reduced communication between the underclass crowd, which uses such events for crucial networking to counter the secrecy of Social Inclusion homeless welfare ideology.
A dozen stallholders displayed their contempt for both ShelterSA and the invited underclass guests by packing up and leaving by 1:10pm. This was despite the gazebo construction and rent costing perhaps $8000 for the four-hour event.
What was ironic was that most of the marginalised and homeless people frequenting Whitmore Square night and day felt they had to flee during the construction of the gazebos, and for the duration of the Homeless Connect event itself. Living outside, being constantly humiliated and intimidated makes attending such public spectacles too painful, despite the government money spent ostensibly to attract them.
But how must they have felt after suffering an exhausting miserable night then seeing such expense to set up the gazebos that had little material or emotional benefit to themselves?
By 2:00pm, the contractors had returned to take down the gazebos. The laughing African Negro women left in a Toyota car with number plate S 950 APE.
Part-Aboriginal and famous retired football player Adam Goodes would have been outraged on their behalf, but the Africans were self-assured in their identity. And thanks to African tropical diseases that killed off the colonists, they didn’t suffer the cultural scouring received by Australian Aboriginal people.
A ShelterSA employee walked around giving away the last of their blue lens sunglasses. This was commendable because other welfare joints would have taken them back to the office.
But next year, ShelterSA should better market the expensive event to those living outside, and not invite those organisations who left early.
And the most disquieting message was from Father Christmas. Most of the guests were the same crowd from last year, mostly over 60 years of age. Where were the 20’s crowd who live outside? Where were the tribal mobs? Where were the drug addicts from the Hutt Street Centre? Where were the new homeless who go to Fred’s Van?
Perhaps, they were acutely aware that many homeless welfare services no longer supply welfare services, but are agencies of entrapment. 2 November 2016
Raider on Ice
“What are you doing, mongrel,” a woman emerging from the bush near the West Terrace cemetery shouted at the man on Ice from the Armageddon Barbecue. “I’m talking to you,” she added, as he changed course away from her camp amongst the bushes.
Likewise, I made a hasty retreat to the seating area near the silly plague officiated by Monsignor David Cappo when he was the Social Inclusion Commissioner.
But there was another man sitting in the bushes near the pond, seeking peace and quiet, so I bolted back to my secret refuge in the cemetery. 2 November 2016
(above) Displayed at Adelaide's West Terrace Cemetery: Best-By dates for free food from the Queenstown Seventh-Day Adventist Church on 22 October 2016 were: Tim Tams 2/6/16; Arnott’s biscuits 29/4/16; Uncle Toby muesli bars 29/6/16; pasta 2/3/2017; small jars of jam 11/11/2012; canned corn 18/3/2016; canned peas 10/12/2016; popcorn 24/7/2016; baked beans: no Best-By date, John West tuna: no Best-By date; pears in plastic containers 14/5/2016; canned beetroot 23/9/15 (oh, oh); balsamic vinegar 15/12/2016; long life milk 2/8/2016; Uncle Toby’s Oats 15/11/2016. The onions, potatoes and oranges were of good quality. The refrigerated “Chicken Dinner”, I gave to a meat eater.
Trent of the Backwoods (social)
“The leg is dying,” Brian the ex-Miner said when 33-year-old Trent Jefferis raised his trouser leg to expose thick scabs and dry sores on what appeared a shriveled left leg.
The cause wasn’t clear, but he mentioned being stabbed, having disk damage in his elbow, a cracked skull and a ruptured spleen. His face had a yellow dull tinge with a raised scar on one side reminiscent of initiation scars worn by Kimberley Aboriginals, some of whom are Trent’s friends.
He showed no self-pity and put his hand on his heart and used a word similar to spirit, which might have been an Aboriginal word. Trent’s lack of self-pity and presence of mind resembles the ‘Be Here, Now’ maxim of Zen Buddhism, ― within the context of mental deterioration ― and quite distinct from those who dwell in the past or speculate about the future.
And while Trent lives his here and now life in Adelaide’s South Parklands, many of the rest of us live surrogate lives within computer generated imagery and movie actors pretending to be doing things they are not.
Perhaps we are blinded with delusion while Trent walks with his eyes open. Ruf Us Free Breakfast and toiletries 9:15am Saturdays In front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) 1 November 2016
(above) Sleeping in a doorway on private property in Hindley Street provides a temporary reprieve from the predations of Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese's storm troopers.
Free Grocery Day this Friday
Doors open at the Salvation Army at 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide this Friday 4 November at 9:00am. No I.D. or interview required. Everyone welcome.
First people arrive as early as 6:30am, but the best time is about 8:30am and you’ll be about 40th in the queue. The front of the queue is interesting because Mrs Judith Telstra will be complaining about not being No. 1.
She will tell you that she is more deserving than other patrons, this due to her being a self-funded retiree who doesn’t collect the Aged Pension. She is an unconscious comedian and for some, the stuff of nightmares, but also a teacher because there is a little bit of Mrs Judith Telstra in each of us.
The free barista coffee, pastries and drinks are often available as early as 8:30am on the verandah. The big room opens at 9:00am with processed canned and packaged food past the Best-By dates, bottles of fruit juices and fizzy drinks, lots of decent bread and a long row of fruit and vegetables. There may be colouring-in books for the children and some items of clothing.
Each person can get more than they can carry, but there are restrictions on amounts for each item. Shopping jeeps or trolleys must be left behind the table where a ticket is issued as a receipt for protection against thieves.
They would like you to bring your own bags because the Army has to buy the bags they supply. When food donations are low, the volunteers sometimes buy extra from their own money.
The show ends at 11:00am though you can hang around until close to 12 noon drinking coffee. It is much more interesting than going to a CGI movie. Salvation Army free food day 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide Doors open at 9:00am. Free fruit, vegetables, elderly processed food, bread, coffee and doughnuts and other items. 1 November 2016
New Rumour in Adelaide’s homeless scene
1) Rumour has it that Scott the Manager and some of the Gang of Nine are putting the St Luke’s church mission kitchen under repeated renovations to stymie the return of PJ the Cook, who had been sacked for allegedly giving Scott diahorrea with his cooking. 1 November 2016
Old Nick’s intelligence
Old Nick is in his mid-eighties and goes to the Elizabeth Food Barn, DUO evenings, Marion Life and other places. He acknowledges he’s suffering from dementia, and along with his lack of literacy has trouble reading bus and train timetables.
To deal with this, he stands on the median strip on certain roads with a bus stop on each side and then catches the first bus wherever it is going. Eventually, he reaches his destination via a free Seniors’ Card tour. He likes this.
Old Nick is a natural survivor who has adapted well to his environment. He’s also a natural conversationalist and looks forward to every day with enthusiasm. 1 November 2016
St Luke’s renovation fever
St Luke’s church mission have closed their kitchen again for a third bout of what one client describes as “insane” renovations when the old kitchen was perfectly good.
Another person said that someone must be “on the take” just like the perhaps apocryphal story of WestCare’s renovations where either paving tiles or bricks were redirected to an employee’s home. 1 November 2016