(above) 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.
(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.
Coming Soon: Woman in bush yells at "Mongrel"; Card Player David's table wins quiz; Trent defends Mummy; The hard lives of can collectors; Anti-drug homeless vigilantes plan violence; Newest homeless scene rumours; Trent of the backwoods; Salvation Army DUO; Old Nick's public transport strategy; Fred's Van at Gawler Place; Anglicare Food Barn; Emma Hines: the missing hours; Armageddon Barbecue; Do Unto Others on Saturday; Ruf Us; In the bush; Anglicare gardeners lift game (sort of); Homeless Connect Health Day review (Moron tells Peter Goers to keep on message); Hindley Street; Vince Focarelli's soup kitchen; St Bede's; New homeless camps (photos).
The highlight of the event last Wednesday 26 October 2016 was the sausage sizzle, but most clients either missed it or weren’t interested.
The barbecue was out front of the Elizabeth Mission building, but no one felt welcome enough to stand around the three stout young white women doing the cooking except a man crouching in the corner.
I asked a bureaucrat leaving the reception area where the free vegetables were. She must have thought I was deaf because she stood extra close to me and nearly shouting, pointed to the front of the building. It felt like a reprimand; it was certainly a bum steer.
I followed multiple signs and arrows and came to a locked door then read the smaller writing that directed me through the paying cafe and into a beautiful courtyard.
However, it was a sorry sight because instead of the sausages being served near the barbecue, they’d been brought over in a tray and were being served cold with sauce and bread, but no onions. The cooks hadn’t thought of putting the chopped onions on the barbecue along with the sausages. Krusher Karl’s girlfriend asked: “Can I have one that isn’t burnt?”
The bags of groceries were even worse, nothing like those advertised in the Anglicare leaflet the previous week. The bag I got contained ten small potatoes (one of them slimy), two onions (one of them spongy) and two carrots. “One bag per person,” a guard ordered.
Inside the crowded Food Barn, there was confusion. The kitchen boss admonished two men for the sin of eating while standing up. They had not been able to find seats. The real issue was Health and safety regulations: they might have fallen down or tripped, or forgotten they hadn’t a seat and gone to sit down and plopped onto the floor and broken their tailbones and sued Community Member No. 1 for the charity empire. Or Dennis Childs might have run through the door and knocked them down, etc.
The two men were told to find a chair and from then on each person at the serving counter was required to say he or she had a chair to sit on. That put an initial chill on the atmosphere, but soon the room was back into happy mode.
And the coffee lady was as helpful and cheerful as ever. And a good aspect of the Food Barn is that I.D. is not required; it is free; and children are welcome.
Yet I was happy when anti-poverty week finished up and we got back to normal poverty week. 31 October 2016
Forty-four guests included Aaron and his mother, Jan. Aaron said he’d gotten his first job as a valet at a church. His Mum said her tattoos were pinching her skin, but was told by Sparkles that as the skin replaced itself, the pain would ease.
Johnny Johnson said he’s getting new lower false teeth. He said the dentist wanted $300 for the job, so Johnny got Diane on his case and got the job reduced to free. Johnny at 70 still works for Bedford Industries along with Bedford Ben.
A third of Mary’s Kitchen guests have collapsed mouths due to large amounts of missing teeth. Johnny Johnson’s collapse mouth is also due to cancer surgery.
The vegetarian soup was not heated enough; it was tepid, but had a decent taste. The meat soup was flavoured with bacon and was well liked and made by Emmaus school students.
A guest in the taxis industry explained why the Indians had taken over Adelaide’s taxi industry. He said it was immigration fraud.
He said that agents in India charged rich families $40,000 to bring an Indian to Adelaide to drive taxis. He said the taxi company gets a kickback and while the drivers are allowed by law to drive 20 hours a week, it is more like 60. He said most of the drivers were rubbish.
He said the driving was often combined with fake study at Flinders University where students were awarded degrees because their rich Indian parents paid top fees, rather than from them achieving study results.
After studying and driving taxis, the drivers are given permanent residence, then citizenship upon which they bring out their relatives under “family reunion” plans.
Orange Sky laundry was there, but had few customers. I missed the free food room until it was nearly empty. Mary’s Kitchen Tuesdays at 6:00pm Free soup, buns, fruit salad and take-away food St Andrew’s Church-on-the-Sea Jetty Road, Glenelg 31 October 2016
Pilgrim Church lounge free fish and chips day
Mr Thirston Howell greeted guests as they entered the lounge at the back of the Pilgrim Church. The Pilgrim woman who had been at the Homeless Health Day also welcomed us.
An elderly guest whooped as she raised her dress above her white thighs.
Terry the Gambler railed against the Casino and arthritis. He said the Housing Trust told the residents of Stowe Court, behind the Arkaba Hotel on Fullarton Road, that the joint was going to be knocked down. He said he liked it there and didn’t want to leave. He told The Cousin that if a “Japanese man wanted to buy your [Housing Trust] house, you’d have to get out.” His sentiment is symptomatic of the white and Aboriginal underclass displacement by Asians.
The Pilgrim crowd served chips, fish fingers and other battered fish with tartar sauce, but without salt, vinegar or sauce. This oversight was like toilets without toilet paper.
The Underworked Computer Guy in Semaphore has the answer to bland welfare food: he carries a tool bag filled with sauce and mustard bottles and other condiments.
It was a pleasant lunch. Pilgrim Church Lounge 12 Flinders Street, Adelaide (near King William St and Victoria Square) 10:00am - 2:00pm Monday to Friday (back of church) Coffee, tea and biscuits. Relaxing atmosphere. 31 October 2016
(above) The spray from Anglicare's enthusiastic poisoners killed an 86-year-old gardening tenant's marigolds. But the gardeners are improving, having written in their little notebook not to kill the flowering plants in her other gardens.
Jasmine Restaurant at Hindmarsh Square
Tarzan slept on the grass in Hindmarsh Square oblivious to sixty underclass people milling about him while waiting for the Uniting Church crowd to arrive.
Ajay sat with a group under the fig tree close to Grenfell and Pulteney Streets intersection. Charra and the Viking Can Collector protected their bicycles loaded with cans. The Viking is rarely seen anywhere except Fred’s Van at Gawler Place and refuses to collect welfare.
The Uniting Church crowd handed out protein-rich boiled eggs with salt and pepper, apples and bananas for vitamin C, hot quality pies and pasties cut in half, and pastries for pleasure with cordial for hydration. It was all good food, not stale stuff left in unrefrigerated storerooms for weeks. The protein in the eggs compensates for its absence in much homeless scene food. A former resident from Hackney Lodge was reprimanded for attempting to take too many bananas.
The blue-eyed chef and two Indians brought three boxes of plastic containers across Grenfell Street from the award winning Jasmine Restaurant. They’ve been doing this for over ten years during which the blue-eyed chef has lost his anger and become happier as he reverted to his youth in the hippy era. The chicken was cooked separately and didn’t leak into the vegetables. I gave it to the Ancient Old Lady.
The church crowd handed out plastic fork/spoons wrapped in serviettes.
While we ate, a woman with short blond hair walked through Hindmarsh Square. She looked at me intensely and when I returned her gaze, she closed her eyes as if in pain, and sped forward.
Nearly everyone took the food containers and disappeared. They are intimidated and humiliated to be seen eating charity food in a public square.
After most of the 60 guests had left, Trock, who has nearly doubled his weight in eight years, told us we didn’t need anything more to eat for the next 12 hours, hinting that we shouldn’t go to Fred’s Van.
I did go to Fred’s Van and sampled the Sai Baba vegetarian rice and curry.
Jasmine Restaurant free food. Every Thursday. Hindmarsh Square opposite the RAA The routine: Arrive at 5:00pm for bread, water, a boiled egg and fruit, and to grab a crucial ticket. The ticket stubs are taken to the Jasmine Restaurant so they can determine how much food to bring over. At 5:20pm, they sometimes hand out hot pies and pasties. The food arrives just after 6:00pm and it is crucial to have a ticket. Food only for homeless and underclass people. Late 31 October 2016
The Christadelphians placed most of the chairs in the sun on the footpath on the cool Saturday morning before last in front of their church on Halifax Street, not far from Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese’s residential bunker.
Some of the dozen Christadelphians were nervous because they hadn’t enough to do. A teenage girl held a dog as if it were a baby. Two little girls aged about four eyed us suspiciously. The cooks went about their business preparing the barbecued sausages and friend eggs and onions.
One of the little girls brought me a dish of baked beans. It was a gift from the Christadelphians to allow their children amongst us, as if acknowledging that whilst we may be dangerous and desperate, we’re still human beings with the same feelings as them.
The Christadelphian woman wearing a yellow sweater offered sleeping bags to certain guests who appeared to live outside. She understood the need to target the right people and not supply hoarders or those who sell them for drugs. She offered a sleeping bag to the Ancient Old Lady who declined politely. The Lady was shaking and uneasy due to a blood sugar collapse as distinct to three days previously when it reached 27.
A can collector on anti-depressants said they made him feel tired so he sleeps every afternoon. His joy in life is selling small items and giving away stuff he gets from supermarket rubbish bins.
Another man had one hand covered in a dirty hospital bandage. There were Sucker Punch energy drinks and toiletry packs on the free food table. A man from either Crazy Cottage or Romano’s reprimanded another for taking too many bananas from the free food table. There is a strict moral code amongst those living on the streets and in rooming houses.
As usual, there were fewer guests at the front of church than on the other Saturdays in Hurtle Square, even though everyone knows of the change of venue on the fourth Saturday of each month. That is baffling. 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) 30 October 2016
Ruf Us on Saturday mornings
Certain members of Sherwood Forest have avoided the Ruf Us breakfast on Saturdays outside the locked and empty Hutt Street homeless Centre. Others have moved to another verandah that is obscured from the prying eyes of Bici Expresso patrons across Hutt Street.
There is paranoia that a wireless camera has been installed with a powerful zoom that can be accessed by those with phones sitting at the outdoor tables.
Jane the Army veteran, Alex from the insurance company, Ruf Us Founder AJ Jefferis, Brian the ex-Miner and two other women set up three tables on the footpath This left more room on the steps and garden bed retaining walls for us to sit.
They served the usual disposable aluminium and cardboard containers of hot food, coffee and tea plus pasta bake and soup.
Robyn, that icon of the streets, was there with Ajay (who is anti-drug), Craig, New Zealand John, The Meths Head (Buck), Trent from the Backwoods, and another 16 guests including half a dozen tribal people. The youngish woman who smiles her happiness through her always bitter smile was also there.
I muttered I was going to grab a bar of chocolate when another veteran in the homeless scene asked me to grab one for him. In the normal world, this is a normal request, but in the homeless world, it is tactless etiquette. Anyone grabbing more than one of an item loses peer group respect unless it is being collected for an identifiable disabled person in the vicinity. The retired police officer who lived in the units behind Bici Expresso used to do this did this with hapless young homeless men.
As it eventuated, there weren’t any left, but a woman named Barb handed me hers and quietly walked away. Ruf Us Free Breakfast and Toilet Paper 9:15am Saturdays In front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) 30 October 2016
Magdalene on Moore Street
The 48-year-old man in the corner was back after ten years and he greeted those still left from that era. He said the place was more serene and less crowded than before. He remembered Wendy who has been here 24 years.
He had returned from desperation as he’d broken up with a long-term girlfriend who had used their joint account money to settle their bills before they parted. But the money was camouflage: he was desperate from unhappiness, but kept up a brave face.
Autumn sat at our table and said little to anyone except Wendy. Autumn has a calm and clear face, speaks little and is respected at soup kitchens by all the men.
The chicken soup was followed by a wiener stew with roast potatoes, carrots and green beans. “What I’d give for some tomato sauce,” The Face, told me. Dessert was a mix of fresh and canned fruit with ice-cream. St Andrew’s Church from Walkerville cooked and served the meal.
When Wendy noticed I avoided the soup ― and told her the reason ― she said she would send a letter to all churches asking them to provide a vegetarian alternative each week.
Trock mockingly asked The Ghost Who Walks what it takes to join the A-Team. I thought he meant the Crony Gang, but it appears The Ghost is part of multiple groups.
Alexandra R. C. from the Housing Trust wasn’t there because she’s doing a Masters degree in England, something to do with housing strategies. We’ll be here when she returns: nothing much changes in the homeless scene, apart from a few deaths and a few newcomers. Magdalene Church Hall Moore Street, Adelaide 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. 30 October 2016
Rob is dead, really
Rob, the man who partially lived at the bus shelter on North Terrace opposite the Casino was announced on 19 October 2016 on this site as having died. But he was still alive though ill.
He’s really dead, now, having passed away last Wednesday.
He was a quiet and well-liked man in the homeless scene. 30 October 2016
(above) The reality.
(above) Anglicare Elizabeth offer of free fruit and vegetables at their Anti-Poverty Week event.
Saturday at the Salvation Army
A wizened woman with swollen fists and waiting for the front door to open said that Jasmine gave her ten dollars after finding it on the street.
Dan arrived pulling an empty beer esky on wheels festooned with four helium balloons he’d liberated from a car yard.
After moving to the southern suburbs from his burnt out site in the parklands, he quickly became bored with the sedate and deadly welfare lifestyle. He likes the sea and going fishing, but wants to leave the responsibility of the house to Linda and return to the wild life.
A softly spoken young woman had savage scars on her arms from self-inflicted cuts.
Glenn now wears a long black beard and long hair. He still lives outside, but uses a friend’s backyard to store his cans.
No Legs David Pope rolled in, appearing healthy as if he’d been in jail. (The other David Pope has legs and lives next to the creek bed in Sherwood Forest.)
It wasn’t nice inside Adelaide Congress Hall. The Muslim women wearing Hajibs and a teenage boy waited in the free food room queue. “Why don’t you go back to Afghanistan,” a German man yelled. A woman added, “They sell it,” referring to what the Muslims did with the food. “Terrorists,” a third person taunted. Unlike the Asians, the Muslims retain an aloofness and unsmiling demeanor perceived as contempt towards others. This is new as the earlier waves of Lebanese and Syrian Muslims quietly adapted to life in Australia.
The food included long-life dairy and soy milks, corn flakes, crackers, stale wafer biscuits, Arnott’s Shapes, Nestles sugar cereals, long-life gravy, small bottles of tomato juice, bags of marginal fruit and vegetables and a couple of other items.
Captain Matt Reeve played the piano during the church service. It was a touching scene and a masterful transition from his construction site youth surrounded by jackhammers. The Salvation Army photographer read from the Bible and said that resting in the shelter of God (or he might have said Jesus) was a refuge from our own problems in life.
The Captain fiddled with his phone then put it down and walked over to Grinder to ask how he was.
Sensible Mel laid down across four seats while Griselda did the same until her two kids acted up and she took them to the other side of the church. There were possibly 32 seekers in the audience, there for personal reasons and not supporters of some guest preacher.
Afterward, John the Baptist read from his notes on the Bible. Some think he is crazy, but few doubt his sincerity.
Later, the Street Fighting Woman harmlessly punched my throat then delivered an upper cut under my chin, a gesture of her maintaining control.
The big problem was the cafe amplification speakers. Bob the Quiz Master’s voice booms through them and destroys conversation in the cafe area when the quiz occurs at the far end of the atrium.
If the Salvation Army is technically able to install 13 expensive surveillance cameras, then it must be able to install on/off switches for the cafe speakers.
The tables in the atrium for the meal were also too close together and caused conflict, while other areas including the front verandah were kept unoccupied.
Not that it chased away customers. The place was packed as always. 29 October 2016
Romelo escapes Crammond
Romelo escaped Crammond psychiatric unit at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital last week. He’s back at Rudd’s SRF in Semaphore and was at the St Bede’s free breakfast in a good mood, but desperate for a cigarette.
Mr Moonboots has stopped wearing his orthopedic moonboot for his foot that didn’t get better after surgery. His doctor told him not to throw it away in case he needed it later. He wasn’t limping.
A guest had huge sores on the back of his head. The free clothing display on the hall stage was replenished and included baking pans and curtains.
St Bede’s Anglican Church Hall 200 Military Road, Semaphore (near Semaphore Road) 8: 30 - 10:30am Tuesday and Wednesday Bacon and eggs, toasted ham and cheese sandwiches, cereals, slices of fruit, biscuits and cake. Tea, coffee and Milo. Some takeaway noodles and crackers. Table tennis. Toilets 29 October 2018
Fights at Fred’s Van at Gawler Place
A woman named Robyn (not Classic Robyn), quite large, young, fought with a small Italian-looking woman (not the Street Fighting Woman).
A large man posing as an expert in boxing and kung foo attacked Ajay the Iraq veteran. Ajay brushed him aside and enhanced his level of respect from others at Fred’s Van, especially Lance Armstrong. 29 October 2016
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
A certain gentleman, formerly from Hackney Lodge said the soup was too hot at Italian Vince Focarelli’s free soup kitchen and that he wants cold Spanish soup.
Last week’s soup was pumpkin with a hint of pepper, free apples and bottled water.
There were just three guests while Fred’s Van had nearly a hundred. But it was a relaxing atmosphere while at Fred’s there were two fights. Vince Focarelli’s 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 29 October 2016
Lance Armstrong injury
Lance was talking on his phone to a Sikk man when he fell on some stairs and cut his head. 29 October 2016
Nomadic drug dealers
The illegal drug dealers have stopped using the Ruf Us event on Saturday mornings as a swap meet in front of the locked and empty Hutt Street Homeless Centre.
Of course, the legal drug dealers operate with impunity across Adelaide as they prescribe deadly “pain killer” drugs that are responsible for most drug deaths in this city. 29 October 2016
Fred’s Van at Gawler Place
The Thursday’s before last crowd of at least 75 was unusually happy. Terri held court amongst a dozen friends. The Crony Gang hung around The Ghost Who Walk’s new vehicle with the dodgy gearbox. The Viking Can Collector and the Regretful Can Collector were there. Melissa (not Sensible Mel) was in her kindly emotional phase, which was a relief. The woman from Catherine House sat alone until Lance Armstrong talked to her. She has a weakness for food, but doesn’t drink, smoke or use drugs.
Fred’s Van now include fried onions with their sausages, sauce and bread. The Sai Baba rice and curry was more sattvic, but didn’t have the full spectrum flavour of the Jasmine Restaurant curry, which may contain saturated animal fat.
A dozen men both old and young sat in gloom and anxiety, not saying a word, reminding us all of the unhappiness and high death rate amongst those living outside.
After we left, one man spread a blanket on a bench and slept. 28 October 2016
Anglicare Food Barn at Elizabeth
A shopping trolley covering a load of deposit bottles sat in front of the building. An Italian-looking man wearing a flannelette shirt retreated from a discussion with the can collector near the industrial bin in the back carpark. The elderly security guard wearing a nervous smile ran past him towards the can collector.
Inside the building, a desolate white teenage boy sat in the interview waiting room.
The Food Barn interior walls are covered with soot and cobwebs. Bev Brooks placed Bottlebrush flowers and leaves on the front table.
Old Nick sat opposite Bev. He catches the bus and train to the Food Barn from Mitchell Park from Tuesday to Friday. On Mondays, it’s the Unley Salvation Army. Old Nick said very few turned up last Tuesday. The food wasn’t great. He thinks patrons use mobile phones to alert each other if the food is worth the trip.
Lucky (not the Celebrity Can Collector) was there, but otherwise no Aboriginals.
The meal last Thursday was hamburger stew with cold potato salad mixed with corn kernels scraped from corn-on-the-cob. (The chef apparently realised that few patrons are able to eat corn off the cob due to bad and missing teeth.) There was also Coleslaw and a vinegar English-style salad with a bun and margarine. When the hamburger ran out, it was replaced with corned beef.
The man who appears like Sharka’s brother tossed slices of tomato from his plate onto the table. The man next to him wanted a tomato roll so the lookalike scooped them up with his hands onto the roll. Everyone was happy.
The old fat guy with the white beard said he once had three girlfriends. Another guest said, “So that’s why we missed out.” Sharka’s anti-tomato lookalike said, “You can buy sex, but you can’t buy love.”
A woman at another table said a friend’s blood pressure was 240 over 117. There was a shortage of cups for the cordial. For some, Anglicare Elizabeth Food Barn is a refuge. 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. Much improved. Security guard in car park and dining room. Invalid Scooter plug-in 28 October 2016
Celebrity Can Collector condemns government protection of child abusers
“Child protection will never exist in South Australia because of the Labor Party government [with their] cover-ups, secrecy, outlaw politicians, corruption and perpetrator protection.
“They couldn’t protect children in the 19th century and they can’t protect children in the 21st century.
“Cathy Taylor, the chief commissioner for their protection should go back to Queensland...because of the child abuse in the Townsville detention centre and the death of Tiahleigh Palmer...
“The Mullighan report [Children in State Care Commission of Inquiryby Supreme Court Judge Ted Mulligan] cost $13 million and has an 80-year suppression order to protect the perpetrators.
“I just saw Stephen Mullighan [Labor Member of the South Australia Parliament] walk by. His father died for the children. Stephen Mullighan should be ashamed of himself... [being with the] Labor Party.”
from the Celebrity Can Collector outside the Adelaide Railway Station on 27 October 2016. The Celebrity was a child resident of the Wyndana/Glandore Childrens’ Home along with the Regretful Can Collector and Bluey where some boys woke up with grey-haired male employees in their beds. Posted late 27 October 2016
(above) Bedding at the bus shelter on Sturt Street, Adelaide with the Magdalene Centre at Whitmore Square in the background.
“He’s a weak c***. I smashed him in jail.”
An angry man shaking his large fists at the Pilgrim Lounge while talking about Dennis Childs who was arrested last Saturday for allegedly planting a bomb at the Elizabeth Shopping Centre. 27 October 2016
Fire Truck Wayne
“I hope you won’t get angry, but your Mum didn’t want you to get out.”
Terry the Gambler to Fire Truck Wayne a few days after Wayne got out of Yatala Labour Prison. 27 October 2016
Terry the Gambler
“You know how they smell,” Terry said of the high roller gamblers brought in from Asia.
However, Adelaide Casino staff differed with Terry. The female guard who looks like a man leaned over, sniffed Terry, and said he was the problem. She told him to get out of the Casino.
Terry was outraged and took his case to the gambling commission and won a small amount in compensation, which he took back to the Casino and lost. 27 October 2016
Queenstown Seventh-Day Adventist free food day
It was excruciating.
The church crowd had a vegetarian feast for Papua New Guinea Christians that coincided with their free food parcel day. One friendly man with black skin, and later a white woman, went out of their way to invite me to join in, but others took rat lab glances at us as we visually transferred the free food from their plastic baskets to our own bags.
The hour of humiliation from their curiosity aged me three days. I found myself talking to a churchwoman about “us people” and “our people” and “them”, and then discovered she was from the church.
I had gone into the Aboriginal consciousness when they’ll tell others there were only three people at a venue when there had been 100.
I was exhausted for the rest of the day from the encounter.
Seventh Day Adventist Church Corner of Webb and Spring Streets, Queenstown (near Port Adelaide) A bag of 18 canned and packaged foods including bread and small amount of vegetables. Hot soup usually served 12:00 noon Saturdays though on one Saturday each month it is at 12:30pm when the Adventists have their communal meal to which derelicts are invited. Health Care Card required for the groceries. (There is talk of changing the day. Confirm with Lee Bodich on 8244 2627. 4 visits yearly allowed, but soup is available every week unless “the girls” don’t turn up. 27 October 2016
The Life of Mrs Telstra
Mrs Telstra couldn’t resist bad-mouthing an innocent man in the free food alcove of the Salvation Army at 277 Pirie Street last Thursday. She physically pushed him aside then cursed the other clients in general. She said they got welfare and shouldn’t be there while she grabbed the free potatoes, apples, carrots, excellent zucchini and sugary buns.
She raged against WestCare because they kicked her out for a week after accusing her of referring to an Aboriginal worker as a “darkie”. Mrs Telstra denied this, though I felt sympathy for her as her generation had been taught as children to refer to Aboriginal people as “darkies”.
Mrs Telstra denounced David Secomb as “Disgusting, disgusting,” and called Ken Henderson a liar. She also said the drug dealers had tried to frame her for stealing a picture frame. She didn’t do it, she said.
Mrs Telstra said she has forgiven her sister for grabbing their parents’ inheritance money. She said her father had worked hard all his life then died young. She said her brother-in-law had administered the building of the original O-Bahn in Adelaide. She said that she doesn’t own multiple properties, but got some money after losing an eye in an accident.
She said her neighbours were placing obstacles around her unit so she’d trip over them.
She said that she once had anorexia and had shrunk to 28 kilograms and gone into a coma for two weeks then had to relearn to talk and walk. She said a Christian family took her in and helped her regain her health.
This is what she told a total stranger, this unfortunate thin, frail determined 70-year-old-woman, who instills fear and loathing across the homeless scene. 27 October 2016
More Adelaide homeless scene rumours
1) A person living outside said that Centrelink will cut 300 people off Disability Support Payments (DSP) by Christmas. He said Hutt Street Centre offers programs for people to get off drugs and those that don’t take up the offer will be targeted to be kicked off DSP. “That would mean Hutt Street is working with the government to kick them off DSP,” I exclaimed. “That’s right,” this person said.
2) The Right Honourable Grinder is reputed to have racked up $70,000 worth of “police fines”.
3) A man asked a Hutt Street Centre employee for a new sleeping bag who noted the man was already carrying a sleeping bag and declined to give him another one. “Yeah, but Cash Converters won’t take this one, it’s used,” the man said.
4) Rumour has it that Jack torched Linda-from-the-Tent’s cemetery campsite last summer.
5) Suspicions amongst the Sherwood Forest crowd are that police officers watch the front of the Hutt Street Centre using mobile phones linked to a high power zoom and scan camera placed on the roof of the Bici Expresso cafe across the street.
6) The Equity Queen’s daughter said the big fellow upstairs looked after her after recounting an underclass woman warning her about walking the streets at night offering solace to desperadoes. 26 October 2016
New Zealand John still in van
John, 63, hopes to make one last trip to the outback before his health collapses. The Parkinson’s shaking in his hand and arm has extended to his legs so they shake when he’s sitting still, lying in bed or standing up.
Centrelink and the New Zealand government have been jointly paying him Disability Support Payment (DSP) after he won in the Social Security Appeals Tribunal, Centrelink’s initial refusal to pay him DSP.
However, in a rare move, Centrelink has appealed to higher authority, the Administrative Appeals Tribunal to reverse the Social Security Appeals Tribunal decision in John’s favour, and return him to having no income.
The combined cases have been dragging on since at least August 2015 with no end in sight. John feels stranded and wants to continue his life with a trip into the outback in the van in which he currently lives.
However, he is hesitant in case he is somewhere up north when the Tribunal schedules another hearing, or more medical reports are required.
But time is running out for John with his deteriorating Parkinson’s Disease and other life threatening ailments including choking problems connected with the medication.
Meanwhile, he lives in his van in the Adelaide CBD, no longer counting the days, but living in limbo. 26 October 2016
Martin Haese’s devilish contemplation?
A certain activist within the homeless scene, and with political convictions, has suggested to Rachel Sanderson, Shadow Minister for Housing in the State Parliament, and Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese that all church agency Christmas parties for the homeless should be cancelled. The activist wants one big party in the Adelaide Town Hall with every guest having to register to attend. “That’s a stupid idea,” I said. “It would let the politicians use us for political purposes.” “Do you want a party or not?” the activist replied. 26 October 2016
Le Roy on the street
Le Roy from the Magdalene on Saturdays is selling Big Issue. He said the best part was watching the people. 26 October 2016
Max vows off loose women
Max Head Room has vowed to stay away from women who switch partners each week. No more one-night-stands, he was reputed to have said. 26 October 2016
Grinder eats the evidence
Grinder said his recent absence wasn’t due him being in drug rehab, but from being in the slammer. The incarceration wasn’t long because he ate the evidence, which made him happy. 25 October 2016
Why Old Lorraine dislikes Mrs Telstra
Old Lorraine, 80, is an articulate women who throughout her life has protected her mind. But life wasn’t easy, especially after someone lit her on fire.
When Mrs Judith Telstra was in one of her daily rages, she stomped on Lorraine’s foot, never quite healed from the fire, and Lorraine was taken to hospital for plastic surgery. 25 October 2016
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
Vince asked why so few of us turned up when Fred’s Van is overwhelmed, but was called back into the restaurant before we could answer.
The Benevolent Vegetarian stopped in for a takeaway then left. Lance Armstrong arrived on his bicycle, having overcome dizziness after a bout of the flu.
A man from Unity House found Vince’s soup kitchen by accident while going somewhere to buy a single cigarette. He was bursting with conspiracy theories having been kicked around by government bureaucracies and not understanding why. He said that Unity House stank of urine from people pissing on the carpets. He said Trident died from cannabis.
The soup was excellent, but there weren’t any bread buns. I told Vince he should provide salt and pepper. It was a safe and relaxing visit.
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 25 October 2016
Mary’s Kitchen barbecue evening
It was a pleasant evening apart from a woman threatening to punch me for smirking, which made me smirk more so she moved closer shaking her fist in my face and I couldn’t help smirking even more.
There must have been 55 guests, maybe more, due to barbecue night so extra tables had been set up. The vegetarian soup was excellent, but not heated up enough. Demand was so high for the chicken soup that it quickly ran out.
The barbecue food includes sausages, chicken patties and a small amount of chops along with pasta salad and Coleslaw. The takeaway food room had plenty of bread, but not much fruit and vegetables. Ashley the kitchen worker’s 6-year-old son managed the flow into the takeaway room.
Adam the preacher sat with various guests as he always does. There were plenty of new people along with the regulars, and the staff were magnificent. 25 October 2016
Social worker and client
“Are you serious,? a social worker asked his client last week in a public place.
“I am serious,” he replied, his head swing backward over his neck.
“Are you really serious? You’re on a knife-edge,” said the social worker.
“I’m serious; I’m serious,” the client replied. 25 October 2016
Fire Truck Wayne out of jail
Fire Truck’s face was white and puffy from anti-psychotic drugs pumped into him while in jail.
A former landlord wondered aloud how long before he gets back to his old tricks of sending ambulances and fire trucks to other peoples’ houses. Or finding himself living in houses that mysteriously catch fire. 24 October 2016
Homeless Lil escapes Ian George Court
Homeless Lil tricked the Ian George Court nursing home guards when she called a taxi. She said she was visiting her sister in Norwood.
However, once she and her wheelchair were loaded into the disability taxi, she told the driver to find a bottle shop. She said she hadn’t had a drink in four hours.
Homeless Lil didn’t start drinking until the age of 19, but soon developed a taste for cheap cask red.
They went to the Maid and Magpie, but it didn’t have a bottle shop. When the Alma proved a dead loss, the real Homeless Lil arose like a demon and she called the driver a rapist who raped his grandchildren and even worse: she wasn’t going to pay him.
He dropped her at a bottle shop in Norwood then wrote off the $28 fare as a loss. Later, he got another call on the radio, but when he arrived, he discovered it was Homeless Lil. She said she wasn’t going with him, not that he would take her, and phoned for another driver.
However, the first driver called the base station saying the second driver should demand the money up front, but was told that because Homeless Lil was in a wheelchair, they couldn’t refuse her. Homeless Lil of the streets knows the loophole.
This was necessary for Lil because Ian George Court grabs most of the residents' pension money leaving them stranded in nursing home hell.
After pretending visit to her sister, Lil returned to her semi-prison at Ian George Court, somewhat intoxicated. 24 October 2016
From the Contact Page
Homeless Health Day
“Visited Homies Expo yesterday at Whiskey Square.
“Went to Hutt Street stand with 3 staff standing behind table.
“Mentioned to em about often reading the multitude of posts at this blog. Said there might be lots of eyes watching, ears listening to goings on at H.S.
“A Hutt mutt seemed quite peeved that this was happening and said that they were also busy reading this blog.
“They stated there was a difference between what this blog says and what actually happens at H.S. and nearby surrounds.
“All’s well that ends well...
“But does it ever end?
“P.S. Gary Gaza was at expo... way to go ***! ‘F****** White Bastards!’ screams Gary when crossing K.W. Street to Hindley Street amid large crowd against little red ‘no walk’ light.”
Posted 24 October 2016
(above) Long term campers in Hindley Street where they are much safer from Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese's storm troopers than those hidden in the parklands bushes.
(above) The renovation workers say the building will become a "Massage Parlour".
Fred’s Van Salisbury
We stood against the St John the Evangelist church hall wall, our unique tribe watching the stooges across the street pick up their paper bags of Frankenstein food from MacDonald’s.
An old man arrived with the guy wearing the Salisbury Exhaust Service jacket. He pottered about the wet grass then picked up a ring from a drink can. “What can I do with this?” he asked. “Collect ten kilos and trade them for a wheelchair,” a friend replied. “It’s the titanium.”
“I could give the wheelchair to someone,” the old boy concluded. Another old man had tattooed teardrops below his eyes and a savage wound on his knuckles. A younger man with an overloaded backpack told a friend, “I slept in the park last night; froze my ass off.” A third man wearing shorts and carrying a backpack appeared also to be living outside.
The rain pelted down as the Fred’s Van pulled up. We raced for the verandah of the church while the singers inside smiled back at us. To some, we were an exotic species; to others, we were an expression of their Christianity.
“Don’t get too wet,” a woman told her husband as he helped carry the tables from the van. “He’s just got out of hospital from pneumonia,” she said.
Sharka’s male lookalike stood in the rain and smiled, then ran under the verandah.
Mohawk (Mo) arrived dressed in a top hat, silver chains and heavy gold-coloured rings on each finger. He was relaxed and laughed with Bill and Jenny from DUO’s at Congress Hall. The food included pasta and hamburger meat; hotdogs in buns with mustard or tomato sauce; tinned fruit and custard; various sandwiches containing ham, tuna, cheese, tomatoes and lettuce; sweet muffins, small bags of oranges and apples; decent bread; tea, Milo and coffee; biscuits.
Mohawk said he “chucked” if he ate tomatoes.
There were at least 44 guests including eight children under ten and three teenage boys. The children were completely at ease.
One man said it was important not to be seen taking more than one of anything even if it was for others not present. He said they should come to Fred’s Van themselves. He said appearances are important then mentioned Father Christmas at DUO’s, who is notorious for grabbing everything.
Another man who exercises and does Job Network-style courses, and wants to get a job and pay taxes talked to Sharka at length about his aims.
Old Peter arrived late, having caught the wrong bus. He was fresh out of Respite and appeared relaxed.
I didn’t hear a single harsh word during the whole event. It was much gentler than going to a restaurant because the servers wanted to be there; they didn’t have to be paid. Fred’s Van St John the Evangelist Anglican Church Hall Church Street, Salisbury (opposite MacDonald’s) 6:00pm Sundays Posted 24 October 2016
Anti-Poverty Week whoopee
Anglicare in Elizabeth this Wednesday offers a free bag of vegetables plus a sausage sizzle. Financial counsellors will be there to prove that you have lots of money and your poverty is simply your mismanagement. Anglicare Elizabeth Mission 91-93 Elizabeth Way, Elizabeth (near the shopping centre and police station) Wednesday 26 October 2016. Free sausage sizzle and bag of groceries. Posted 24 October 2016
Warren chose Fred’s Van
Warren the can collector lives outside. He said he prefers Fred’s Van to Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen due to the high availability of sugary cakes. Vince serves healthy food. 24 October 2016
More strange rumours in Adelaide’s homeless scene
1) Homeless Lil is said to be in a wheelchair because someone stabbed her near the heart and when she pulled the knife out, some nerves were damaged, leaving her with walking difficulties. However, a taxi driver said it is just a trick to get free taxi travel where she refuses to pay at the end of every trip.
2) Rumours that Jane Hewittson of WestCare had died are untrue. She is alive and well. She had been ill, but nowhere near death and will continue sing at our funerals.
3) Michael Lazarus is reported to have collected $4000 compensation after being punched by Grinder. The altercation had something to do with Mrs Judith Telstra. A WestCare worker who took a harder fall didn’t apply for compensation, according to the source. The source said of Grinder, “What you see is what you get,” meaning that Grinder isn’t two-faced.
4) AJ is returning to St Luke’s at Whitmore Square to cook the lunches. Scott the Manager had sacked him despite AJ working without pay. Scott was angry because AJ’s cooking had given him diarrhoea. The St Luke’s preacher bi-passed Scott the Manager and re-engaged AJ. Scott has been encouraged not to interfere with AJ’s cooking. (AJ is not the AJ from Ruf Us or Ajay the Iraq war veteran).
The Gang of Nine hasn’t been approached for comment. Nor is it clear if Scott the Manager will be eating at St Luke’s or will sneak down Homeless Lil laneway to the Vietnamese Laundry cafe.
6) Rumour has it that the South Australian police have tapped the phones of people connected with Adelaide Homeless Journal to discover information about the death of Emma Hines. 22 October 2016
Psychiatry nails the Wild Iranian
The formerly wild Iranian man who lived on the edge of West Terrace cemetery now walks the city as a New Zombie. His arms dangle lifeless at his sides and one wrist bears a hospital I.D. band. His previous spiky aura has become a dull imitation like a photograph where normal contrast has been reduced to 20% contrast. 22 October 2016
Lorraine the Younger in jail
Lorraine is in jail. Despite the indignity of jail life, it might give Lorraine’s body a chance to rejuvenate itself. She is one incredible survivor. 22 October 2016
A welfare client who has long doubted the financial value of his Uniting Care Wesley Port Adelaide care worker wondered why he cut short the appointment. Instead of then heading back to the office, the social worker drove off in the other direction towards his house. 22 October 2016
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre
The billiard table still needs balancing as the balls take on a life of their own and follow a trough into one pocket. The Most Active Volunteer is still off work due to his back and won’t be playing table tennis for at least a month.
Rotary forgave St Bede’s for the theft of the new laptops that they had donated, then were stolen. They have given another laptop: an old Acer with 4gig of ram that will accommodate the games used by clients.
A man with an atrociously bad hip was in pain due to problems with getting his anti-inflammatory medication.
A father and son appeared to be living in their car. They’re different from the four people last week who had learned to sleep sitting up.
Along with the bacon and eggs, toasted cheese and tomato sandwiches, slices of fresh fruit including blueberries, cereals and yoghourt, there were oranges, apples and Cos We Care rice crackers to take away.
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore (near the intersection of Semaphore and Military Roads Free Breakfast 8:30am - 10:30am Tuesdays and Wednesdays Quality breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of takeways, occasional free used clothing and a good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. St Bede’s Church also hosts Fred’s Van on Sundays at 6:00pm 22 October 2016
Kingslea Apartments at Glenelg North
The security screen door half ripped off the front door of the flat occupied by the old man who doesn’t use drugs hasn’t been repaired since a thief tried to break in last January.
A guest visiting two other tenants claimed to have been hit with a stick then threatened with a hammer. The guest wants to remain anonymous.
The units on Sandison Terrace have been increasingly left empty since Steve and Kylie had their throats cut last January. 22 October 2016
(above) An Aboriginal man kindly showed me where these rabbits live in the parklands, not far from where Emma's body was found.
(above) The Church of Christ puts on a nice free extended lunch every Monday from 11:00am to 2:00pm at 379 Prospect Road, Blair Athol (near the closed down Coles)
Anglicare Food Barn
They lapsed into English food last Monday with boiled watery mashed potatoes, but the roasted meat stew concoction looked quite edible.
When I said the new chef had improved the food over the previous regime of boiled English-style tucker, a guest replied: “The food has always been good.” However, he and another old man walked out when an English-style woman said the meal would be fifteen minutes late.
I liked the corn-on-the-cob, but half the diners avoided it. The old man across the table hadn’t any teeth. He said he’s getting a $300 set of false teeth from the government dentist next month. He wore a silver handcuff-inspired bracelet. His 75-year-old mother died last week. She said to him, “Hold me,” and when he looked at her, she was dead from a heart attack complicated by diabetes.
The fellow sitting next to him hadn’t any lower teeth, but the worse case was man next to me who had one upper wobbly front tooth and moaned when he ate. “It keeps hitting the nerve,” he said. The corn-on-the-cob was my concern also, as I was worried that my tooth recently repaired without charge by Dr Andrew South at the West Lakes Dental clinic might be damaged. There was plenty of untouched corn.
Forty-five guests packed amongst the already too close together tables and those unable to get a seat returned later. A beautiful wood stove takes up an area the size of a table, but a sign warns not to light it. It is a waste of space and has been for years.
The hors d’oeuvres were Danish pastries, oat bars and apples.
Roz, the Aboriginal vegetarian was there. She remained true to the cause. A young woman wearing skimpy clothing and her boyfriend arrived with cans of Bundaberg Rum mixers held high.
One woman said she’d just got eggs and milk from Second Bite. She was referring to the Seventh-Day Adventist place on Peterswool Road. A man asked the dishwasher if he’d found a place to live. “No,” was the reply.
The atmosphere was good and there was a discussion at how the violence had reduced at most free food joints over the past ten years. 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. Security guard in car park and in dining room. Invalid Scooter plug-in 21 October 2016
Mrs Telstra on the rampage
This story has not been corroborated with Card Player David, but comes second hand from a reliable source.
The story has it that Card Player David couldn’t sleep the night before the last big free food Market Day at the Salvation Army. He was alleged to have said his clock failed him, as well. That’s why he arrived at their Pirie Street joint at 6:20am, nearly three hours before opening time.
Mrs Judith Telstra arrived shortly afterwards and found herself seventh in the queue, not a bad position according to my correspondent.
Mrs Telstra began complaining about not being first in the queue. She went on and on until the Equity Queen’s daughter and her husband, and another Salvo worker named Susan brought out a bag of groceries for Mrs Telstra and told her to piss off (they used nicer words).
You can imagine Mrs Telstra’s indignation. She inveighed loudly against the people in the queue ― as if they were to blame ― and the Salvation Army staff until the Equity Queen herself came outside and reinforced the order to leave. 21 October 2016
It seemed piss weak when during a game with 40,000 people in the stadium, and half a million television viewers, AFL Sydney Swans star football player Adam Goodes pointed out a white woman in the stands who had shouted, “Ape” at him.
The media treated this as an example of the most despicable racist behaviour against an oppressed mixed-race Aboriginal man doing his best in life. The woman appeared a vicious attacker who deserved no mercy, nor was she shown it.
Adam Goodes played the scene for everything he could: He was the victim of racism and he felt “gutted”. But Adam had been race-baiting spectators for months. He was a prime athlete at the height of his career and pulling in a fabulous income. The so-called vicious racist woman was actually an overweight white teenage girl who shouted a single word at a football game. Television cameras zoomed onto her as guards escorted from the stadium. The footage was rebroadcast dozens of times and she was later fined by police despite apologising to Adam.
Was Adam encouraged by the politically correct agenda a link in the chain to cultivate a nation of squealers who call for help from authority every time they feel “uncomfortable”?
And if we want to confront cultural oppression, we have only to see the constant hounding of tribal people camping in the Adelaide CBD parklands. They need a safe camping area such as the land on the south side of Adelaide’s West Terrace Cemetery. 21 October 2016
Wednesday at Adelaide Congress Hall
The hairdresser operates at full steam and does doing excellent hairdressing without charge. She is at the Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide most Wednesdays after 5:00pm. But it is crucial to put your name down quickly as she can do a limited number of jobs each evening. 21 October 2016
Krishna Temple Feast
Every second Sunday the Krishna Consciousness Temple in Kilburn provides a free vegetarian feast. The chanting and kiirtan begin at 11:00am and the meal proceeds at around 12:00pm.
Guests observe and are not expected to join in with the devotional activities. Chairs are provided for the infirm or desk ridden. Free vegetarian feast Every second Sunday. 11:30am Krishna Temple, 25 La Hunte Street, Kilburn. ph 8359 5120 21 October 2016
Another free vegetarian meal
The welfare arm of the Seventh-Day Adventist Church, the Adventist Development and Relief Agency (ADRA) provides a free ovo-vegetarian meal back of their Morphett Vale church every Thursday at 6:30pm during school terms. Seventh-Day Adventist free meal 133 Pimpala Road, Morphett Vale Thursdays 6:30pm during school terms 21 October 2016
Fish made them sick
A disabled man said the frozen fish given to him by the Seventh-Day Adventist church at Queenstown made him and his wife sick.
He also said the free food was way past the Best-By date. This is true. Some items are six months past the date.
He said the church isn’t overly concerned because they’ll be saved at Armageddon while we will go to hell and thus are of little consequence. That is what he said. Seventh-Day Adventist Church Corner of Webb and Spring Streets, Queenstown (near Port Adelaide) A bag of 18 canned and packaged foods including bread and small amount of vegetables. Hot soup usually served 12:00 noon Saturdays though some Saturdays it is at 12:30pm. Health Care Card required. (There is talk of changing the day. Confirm with Lee Bodich on 8244 2627. 4 visits yearly allowed, but soup is available every week unless “the girls” don’t turn up. 20 October 2016
Clayton’s free fruit and vegetables
Maybe just eight or nine clients turned up. The baristas didn’t turn up either and there wasn’t any soup like last month. Produce offering was six potatoes, five oranges, four mushrooms, elderly bread and a couple of other items.
One man brought his two kids, the girl of which had a rash due to stress of the break-up of his family. His wife has a new man and another kid by him.
One volunteer said she’d been married for 38 years and when she discovered she couldn’t work at a normal job, her husband told her not to worry.
One client said she was a normal worker until she got cancer at 42.
Another volunteer talked about the anti-poverty conference at the church that weekend. I lowered my chin to my sternum and facing the other way with closed eyes muttered about the anti-men nature of the guest speakers. She listened politely.
There was some dismay at the lack of clients. The Salvation Army gets over 200 people because they give away huge amounts. Most people are deeply embarrassed visiting charities and require adequate reward for suffering the humiliation.
But the church is beautiful and there was a pleasant human atmosphere.
Clayton Uniting Church corner of Portrush Road and The Parade, Norwood Second Tuesday of each month from 1:30pm to 3:00pm. Next day is 8 November, 2016 Also, lunch on Wednesdays and Fridays about 12:00noon. Donation, if you want. Free fruit, vegetables and coffee 20 October 2016
North Terrace Robert Dead
Rob wasn’t well at the Hutt Street Centre two weeks ago. He ate two spoonfuls of Brenda’s cooking then walked out. It wasn’t the food.
The Ancient Old Lady saw him on North Terrace near the bus stop. That’s where he spent years of his life, listening to his radio, near where Bruno slept and begged for smokes and money. Rob wasn’t a panhandler. The Lady thought Rob had cancer. She should know; she worked much of her life as a registered nurse.
Rob was tall and thin with wispy white hair and sometimes wore and old-style derelict black suit. He offended no one and while withdrawn, was polite to everyone. 19 October 2016
Cassandra Goldie on the hustings
Casandra has been in the media during “Homelessness Week”. She was advocating a slight raise in welfare payments and was promoting a camouflaged sexist agenda to restrict money that currently goes to men and woman, to women only.
I remember the same thing at the 1981 Tent City in Victoria Square. Member of Parliament-to-be, Gay Walsh, along with David Arkins advocated more housing for “youth”. It sounded good so we naive losers-to-be joined the catch-cry. We discovered later that it meant housing available for everyone was re-allocated to a specific group deemed more deserving. 19 October 2016
Demos Roussos’s mobility problems
Demos’s preferences are soup kitchens close to bus stops. Anything more than two hundred metres and he becomes reluctant to take the chance. His legs have swelled frighteningly and he puts them up whenever he can.
But his street-wise intellect remains sharp as a figurative knife that he never uses it to intellectually slice up people. How can someone of this calm demeanour and clear mind live outside? What do city workers think of him sitting on a park bench day after day? Have any had the luck to see his mind in action? 19 October 2016
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
Airaf didn’t turn up so the roller door stayed down until 7:55pm. A resident from The Terrace homeless joint waited outside. He was having thoracic pains due to excessive exercising to counteract his Parkinson’s Disease or, maybe, his heart has gone on the blink.
A restaurant worker opened the roller door when he heard us knocking. He served their excellent vegetable soup, wrapped bread buns, bottled water, granny smith apples and oranges.
Perhaps, Vince’s group are becoming disillusioned. It is difficult helping those living outside because the most desperate keep silent and hidden. They avoid the homeless joints and don’t know about the La Fig soup kitchen. And drug dealers and users know they’re not in friendly territory when they enter La Fig, unless they’re off the gear. 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. Free. 19 October 2016
(above) This homeless campsite was recently “cleared” by the Adelaide City Council. Four hundred metres across the parklands, on the other side of Greenhill Road, is the Appleton Institute. They do sleep interruption studies out of the Adelaide branch of the University of Central Queensland. They’re developing amphetamines suitable for permanent use by shift workers so they can maintain skills despite interrupted sleep schedules. It’s all legal for them, but for the homeless campers sleeping in the parklands, it is not.
(above) This Adelaide City Council order for the campers to leave includes a phone number where they can pick up confiscated valuables. But has anyone ever retrieved anything from the Council? Most good stuff goes straight into the rubbish bins.
Re-assessing the South Western Community Centre
Last year it seemed the South West Community Centre on Sturt Street at Whitmore Square discriminated against people living outside. The joint was frequently full of middle-class Chinese and the white women employees gave men using the men’s toilets the unblinking, wide-eyed stare.
And the wall paintings included those by the former superintendent of Glenside Psychiatric Hospital. He was quietly hostile when I interviewed him in 1984 for community radio station Triple M (now Three D). He said my questions were from Scientology. Seeing his paintings on the walls probably clouded my view of the reality. And seeing Augustina from Siberia, and Card Player David, Demos Roussos and Homeless Lil frequently at the community centre, it appears that management is actually pro-homeless and underclass. 18 October 2016
Formula One Michael Shumacher never raced past Adelaide restaurant tables grabbing food from diners’ plates, but the red invalid scooter demon of WestCare is known for just that, and for his ability to vacant the scene expediently. The Q Man, Quentin Kenehan also eyes sidewalk diners’ plates on Grote Street as he zooms past with his carer chasing behind. Quentin’s bones are too haywire for a quick grab, but with his brains and connections he could arrange for Technical Aid for the Disabled to build him a grabbing device. 18 October 2016
Mrs Telstra shown the door
“Seagulls,” the man who had bruised his kidneys on the weekend on a dirt bike crash repeated as Mrs Judith Telstra clawed at the glass doors seconds before a Salvation Army employee at Pirie Street opened them.
As the eight of us entered the reception area, I was amazed at the serenity compared with the madness of the DUO Saturday evenings in the same building.
The free stuff was in an alcove left of the front door that contained a freezer holding pies, pasties and bread. Fresher bread, potatoes, carrots, pears, Berliner buns and hundreds and thousands buns and books were available on two counters. There wasn’t any supervision, no I.D was required and no one was greedy.
In the room on the other side of the reception desk there was a little store of processed foods past their Best-By date, and for which an interview was required.
Mrs Judith Telstra wasn’t having any of that. She wanted something else, but the staff weren’t falling for her tricks. She was dissolute in her devastating performance of desolation, yet one could easily believe that within her act, she wasn’t acting, this gaunt 70-year old woman with the glass eye who shouts on buses to strangers that “us taxpayers” shouldn’t have to fund the lives of bludgers.
Mrs Telstra told a social worker-type employee that she had to leave her home each day where she was regularly assaulted. She said that, “three of them verbally assaulted me”. In case the employee didn’t know what she was talking about, Mrs Telstra added, “It’s elder abuse.”
I both admired her and pitied her, this incredible woman with her lonely purpose in life.
Meanwhile, a stocky elderly white social worker was reprimanding a young Asian student because he had been fiddling with his phone ― she called it e-tasking ― while a client was giving her “heartfelt” story. The senior social worker also said it was wrong of him to walk out during her story.
He repeatedly wiped his eyes and said he’d thought it was too personal and that he should leave. She said he should watch the older workers as they did interviews.
While intended to be kind, I know but experience it is not. Those “heartfelt” interviews in street lingo are called, “spilling your guts” and are demeaning and psychologically damaging. Yet neither the white social worker or the student were in the wrong, either. That’s a conundrum. Free bread, fruit and vegetables Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide 9:00am to 12 noon Monday to Friday (except on first Friday of each month when it is the big free food event in the atrium). No I.D. or interview required for the basic stuff. 17 October 2016
From the Contact Page
“$20 million on marshmallow park, who has $20 million to spend on a playground, why not spend that sort of money on schools. Either this is bull**** or the councillors have lost the f***ing minds.” 17 October 2016 See 12 October posting for reference
Do Unto Others on Saturday
They had chicken and potatoes, described by Sleepy Bill as “not bad”. Father Christmas solidified his reputation with his zeal in the free food room.
Sharka said that no one gets paid to do the Wednesday and Saturday DUO events at Congress Hall and that the $1000 to put it on each evening is from donations. The coffee servers arrived, unlike last week when they didn’t turn up.
John Swan ran the Karaoke, testing the rumours that he was at death’s door, had moved to Sydney to get more work singing or gone on a cruise to Europe. Do Unto Others Social Evening Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide 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 Wednesdays 4:30pm to 7:30pm. 17 October 2016
National Dental Foundation
The front half of my tooth fell out while eating at the Elizabeth Food Barn. It had been hanging in there after I crunched a supposedly pitted Sandhurst Kalamata olive that included the stone.
Dr Andrew South at the West Lakes Dental service last Friday built up the tooth back to normal appearance. And without pain. Many aspects of our society are in decline, but dentistry has gone the other way.
The dental surgery waiting room was packed with people dressed like myself. It was embarrassing. I’d always wondered who else wore eight-dollar flannelette shirts.
Channel Seven was there to promote the National Dental Foundation and perhaps to encourage other dentists to do pro bono work.
It was a sacrifice for West Lakes Dental because as well as working for free, they have to pay to keep their surgery operating. And they’re real dentists, not students practicing on poor people.
To join the Dental Rescue days, one must get an application form, have it signed by a doctor and “case manager”, who might be a church minister with welfare qualifications, then wait about six months until thereafter called in twice a year until your teeth are restored.
(above) Orange Sky Laundry is back after missing their appointment at the Elizabeth Food Barn. They've fixed the faulty generator motor and were at Hutt Street Centre last Monday with their best customer, Steven Smith, of television fame, their first customer.
(above) Adelaide CBD parklands campsites are constantly evolving as the inhabitants improve privacy and weather protection. When Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese's storm troopers destroy a camp, the homeless campers quietly move to another location and construct another. The human spirit is indomitable.
Puddle Jumpers sweet fizzer
The Monday free food evening was cancelled due to a camp for orphans and children in foster care. About 43 children and 30 adults attended the camp near Clayton near Goolwa. The high number of adults was to ensure none of the already insecure children became frightened and isolated.
Puddle Jumpers don’t get ongoing funding. They scrounge for money, and make personal donations to keep their programs operating from the house on Maple Street, Forestville.
Therefore, we were in complete empathy for the free food night not happening. Nevertheless, there was still a hundred packets of unbranded razors on the verandah along with tiny bottles of deodorant and shampoo plus a box of large packaged combs.
A woman brought out Pepsi Max, apples, pears, oranges, bread, croissants and pies and wraps.
A homeless-style woman, The Ghost Who Walks and a friend, and myself were there just before 5:00pm. It was an inspiring visit to see goodness in action. There will be a free food evening next Monday from 5:00pm to 7:00pm. Puddle Jumpers 21 Maple Avenue, Forestville (behind the closed down Le Cornu on Anzac Highway) email@example.com ph 0400 999 349 Every Monday from 5:00pm to about 7:00pm except public holidays. Children especially welcome. 15 October 2016
Prussian Erica is in her mid-seventies. She has difficulty on her walking frame. A doctor told her she needs a new hip, but at her age, she might not wake up. That is what a friend of Erica said. She fears the end of her life. Looking at her face, she is one of those people who never give up. While most women her age have retreated to suburban nursing homes and become television blobs, Erica, and a couple of other elderly women, remain in the Adelaide CBD homeless scene, and are respected for it. 15 October 2016
The ambulance took Tony to hospital last week after he became dizzy and couldn’t see properly. He thought it was a heart attack; he had a bad stroke seven years previously that left him with a speech impediment. He starts collecting cans at 4:00am, walking to town then returning to Norwood at 7:30am. After three hours sleep, he returns to town. He suffers painful muscle spasms in his feet that start a few minutes after he falls asleep, waking him with a jolt. Thus, he sleeps nowhere near eight hours a night. He says that when he’s walking around the city, his feet don’t hurt. He is rumoured to help others with the money he raises from can collecting, and is quietly admired. 15 October 2016
Learning to sleep sitting up
Three men and a woman drove into the St Bede’s church hall carpark last Tuesday. They appeared straight from a 1930’s depression movie. It was the expressions on their faces. One of them tried to bum a smoke from an SRF man. Inside the dining room, they talked about their ability to sleep all night sitting up. What was strange was they were not strange, just ordinary people.
Another outsider was the man with the full head of hair who frequently smiles and who slept in his Hyundai Excel for a number of years. He said he’s bought a 1992 six-cylinder Ford with four doors, making it easier to load and unload his stuff. He used to be quite sick, but has recovered.
When the preacher couldn’t find the billiard cues, he said, “if they’re not stolen.” They weren’t. We laughed at that. The new locks have been effective.
Bags of oranges and long-life pita bread were given out from the front counter along with the breakfast. The four tables were nearly full and some diners had trouble getting a seat.
The former Minister of Housing, the retired television journalist, Mr and Mrs Moonboots and the preacher prepared and served the breakfast, the main course of which was bacon and scrambled eggs. It was a good protein breakfast with minimal sugar.
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. 14 October 2016 .
Craig said he was living outside. His face was red from the cold one morning last week in Semaphore. He said he got $75 a week from the Public Trustee despite the government putting $840 a fortnight disability payments into his involuntary Trustee account. He said his balance has reached $43,000. He borrowed my phone to ask them to release another $50 into his bank account. The bureaucrats were in a meeting so no one would speak to him. 14 October 2016
(above) A tent in the Adelaide's CBD West Parklands two weeks ago, and now gone. One of the residents was the woman who wears silk underwear and a pink hat.
(above) The last tent left from the brush palisade with the bicycle and child's tent. Notice the soap and towel on the log. These people take care of themselves just like everyone else, but find themselves in this situation where they are treated sometimes well and sometimes not well by Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese's storm troopers and the Social Inclusion "helping" agencies.
More strange rumours
1) Rumour has it that Oz Harvest drivers are being ordered to wear yellow socks to match the colour of the delivery vans.
2) Unilever have reportedly agreed to send Piano Player Wayne a plastic card entitling him to ten years supply of Omo laundry detergent after seeing Omo the Therapy Cat on television.
3) An ex-social worker from a Uniting Care Aboriginal housing service refers to other social workers as “Tut-tut merchants”, who haven’t the guts to do anything about drug use in the hostels. 14 October 2016
Extended lunch in Blair Athol
One of the three women who look like Amanda Vandstone showed a framed picture of a friend who had died four days previously. He didn’t look forty. “What was his name?” I asked her.
“Jamie, but you didn’t know him so don’t worry about it,” she replied, dismissively. Another woman passed around a group photo that included the dead man.
While we were waiting for the doors to open, a happy Italian gave an Asian man a cigarette while a sad Indian man smiled back at a stranger.
In the semi-rush, when the doors opened promptly at 11:00am, everyone avoided the free stuff area that boasted a busted vacuum cleaner and a broken candleholder. The bread and sweet potatoes were semi-popular, but the mob headed for the meal serving counter.
It was chicken schnitzel with boiled peas and carrots and Italian crisp bread and margarine with tomato and barbecue sauces, salt and pepper, tea and coffee, and later, cold orange juice.
The Benevolent Vegetarian had pre-arranged a meat substitute and we got thick brown tofu sausages instead of chicken. An Asian vegetarian wearing white make-up got just the peas and carrots so we must tell her there is an alternative.
Dessert was chocolate chip muffins with margarine and cold orange juice. Another Asian woman with a cosmopolitan personality read the Aldi catalogue and we compared prices. She ate chicken, but avoided the dessert due to diabetes even though she was thin and healthy in appearance.
There were about ten urban Aboriginals amongst the perhaps 60 multi-ethnic guests. One elderly cook said they’d served “well over a hundred” meals, and this was while customers were still walking through the doors.
The elderly staff appeared happy at their volunteer jobs and treated us with respect and kindness especially one woman who saw me hanging back.
The only exception to this was a white woman with an eastern European accent and wearing a dress who told me to stop handing out Free Food leaflets that gave details of other free food places. Standing over me and not introducing herself, she berated me for three minutes upon which I told her I would stop giving them out. But that was not good enough. She needed to repeat herself twice more, the last time walking away as she was speaking. “Cert 4,” another guest whispered, referring to a TAFE course for “community workers”.
I watched her for the next ten minutes and noticed she was the only person on staff who hadn’t a visible duty. Perhaps, it was supervising because when she sat uninvited with the elderly kitchen workers, the muscles in their faces tightened though they remained civil.
Nevertheless, it was an excellent atmosphere and rather than the eat-and-run attitude of many free food joints, guests remained talking and playing billiards after the meal.
Mike the Organiser has a budget of zero dollars so he spends the week obtaining donations, which considering the quality of the food was quite a feat, especially the expensive tofu sausages. He’s spent time living on the streets and said some guests live outside.
This soup kitchen may be daunting for someone going alone, but once both staff and guests see you’re not out to harm them, all will be sweet. It is well recommended. 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. Thanks to Horse Trader Steve for telling me about this place and the Benevolent Vegetarian for making me feel at ease. 14 October 2016
Suspended coffee at Xpress-O
I walked into Xpress-O coffee shop in Flinders Street, back of the Salvation Army on Pirie Street, last week for a free coffee from their suspended coffee board. They had one left. “Could I have a suspended coffee?” I asked in a subdued voice with my head bowed forward.
“Of course, what kind?” the owner said.
“Capaccuino,” I replied, not having prepared myself with an answer. A man quickly made the coffee and handed me a cup with a hid and I snuck down the street.
That was the first free coffee I had had in a paying cafe since having one with Ian Cox eight years ago when he tried to sneak out without paying. At the time, I thought, “He’s one of us.” And Xpress-O is advertised inside the Hutt Street Centre. 14 October 2016
Bus shelter veteran’s reflections
An elderly veteran of the homeless scene currently lives outside and watches the world go by from under various city bus shelters where he keeps out of the rain in winter and the sun in summer.
He sees the intense police “supervision” of alcohol drinkers as driving them to the more secretive drugs. He cites a particular drinker named Liam. Everywhere he went the police would pour his alcohol on the ground.
He said the police enforcement of the “dry zone” was encouraging people to move from alcohol to the secretive drugs. He was referring indirectly to Molly, Ice, Heroin and Fantasy.
He said the increased “prevalence” of these drugs over the past year was due to them being easier to conceal and use. He said those who “get into them had no means of getting out.”
He said the homeless scene had become sadder place over the past year. 13 October 2016
Free vegetarian food near Crazy Cottage
Office workers going home glanced at us quizzically as we stood on the grass eating rice and curry from paper plates ― derelict style ― from the Hare Krishna temple.
I thought nothing of it, having now adopted the homeless-style mental attitude that while we exist as conscious beings, the normal people are actually semi-conscious androids following pre-programmed paths. That seems a cruel observation, but is a psychological protective mechanism within us.
The servers were an Indian man wearing an orange shirt and an old Australian man. They parked their van on Pulteney Street so we were next to the bus stop rather than under the fig tree inside the park where the Romero Food Van parks their van.
Spanish Tony, Prussian Erica and Demos Roussos were amongst the 35 diners, but not Ned the Croatian genealogist. The young man who used to sleep in his car near Semaphore was there. He has since found a place to live.
The rice was cooked as individual grains rather than a big glob of mush like at other places. The vegetarian stew included tofu, potatoes, and chickpeas with a hot yellow curry. Two well-dressed Indians were in the queue. They brought Tupperware containers and took them home.
The curry seemed somewhat rajasic and emotionally enlivening and possibly could affect meditation. However, it certainly wasn’t tamasic like meat, eggs, onions and garlic that enliven the lower tendencies.
I didn’t have the dessert, as the excellent curry was enough.
A man and woman sitting on the grass asked about the Romero Soup Van because they wanted blankets. Tony the Spaniard told them it was finished for the year, but that Fred’s Van in Gawler Place might have some. Hare Krishna free vegetarian meal (main course, dessert and cordial). Hurtle Square, Adelaide (near the bus stop on the Crazy Cottage side of Pulteney Street). Mondays and Wednesdays at 6:00pm 13 October 2016
Fred’s Van at Semaphore
One guest said the Fred’s Van volunteers served about “half a sausage” with pasta last Sunday. The guest said they began cleaning up at 6:15pm as if they wanted to be out of there by 6:30pm. The guest described the servers as “unfriendly and unwelcoming”.
They also failed to clean up adequately before leaving and pasta was found on the floor two days later.
The slate billiard table has also been damaged, allegedly by the Fred’s Van - but maybe not - group dragging it across the floor to make more room. However, this benefits regular players who know that the table now channels the balls into a certain corner pocket. Fred’s Van Semaphore St Bede’s Church Hall 200 Military Road, Semaphore Free, sometimes good meal. Sundays at 6:00pm sharp. Grim volunteers 13 October 2016
From the Contact Page
APN's Anti-Poverty Week Conference.
Thought you might like to have the entire conference program to look at:
Friday October 21st
- 10am: Welcome To Country, Introductions - 10:10am: Silent No More - Stories From Below The Poverty-Line - 11am: Morning Tea - 11:20am: Dr. Cassandra Goldie - 12pm: Small, break-out group sessions on lots of different topics: - Homelessness (featuring Aileen Jefferies from Ruf us and speaker from Homeless Persons Union of Vic.) - Mental Health And Lived Experience (Belinda Brown from Mental Health Council SA) - The Case Against Privatisation (speaker from Australian Services Union SA/NT) - Welfare Rights (speaker from Welfare Rights Centre SA) - Sole Parents – Still Under Attack (featuring Kerry Arch from Australian United Sole Parents Network, and Kym Mercer from Anti-Poverty Network SA) - Smash The Pokie Machines (Sharon Hollamby from Communities Against Pokies) - 1pm: Lunch - 2pm: The War On The Disability Support Pension (featuring Kelly Vincent MLC, Gayle Rankine from First Nations Disability Advocacy Network) - 3pm: Afternoon Tea - 3:20pm: What Climate Change Will Mean For The Poor In Australia (featuring Dr. Scott Hansen-Easey and Dr. Danielle Every from National Climate Change Research Facility) - 4:20pm: Closing Remarks
Saturday October 22nd
- 12pm: Eva Cox (via Skype) - 12:40pm: Let's Attack Unemployment, Not The Unemployed (featuring Dr. Phillip Lawn from Adelaide Uni, and speakers from Anti-Poverty Network SA, Australian Unemployed Workers' Union, Australian United Sole Parents Network) - 1:40pm: Lunch - 2:10pm: Small, break-out group sessions on lots of different topics: - Work For The Dole (featuring Jade Manson from Anti-Poverty Network SA and Daniel Blacket from Australian Unemployed Workers' Union) - The Older Unemployed And Age Pensioners (featuring Marilyn King from Fair Go For Pensioners and Kat Lee from Anti-Poverty Network SA) - The Death Of Car Manufacturing - How Budget Surpluses Hurt The Unemployed (Dr. Phillip Lawn from Adelaide Uni) - How Poverty Makes Us Sick (Dr. Matt Fisher from Flinders Uni) - What It Is Like To Deal With Centrelink When You Have A Disability - 3:10pm: Afternoon Tea - 3:25pm: First Nations Perspectives On Poverty And Unemployment (featuring Tauto Sansbury, Latoya Rule) - 4:25pm: Break - 4:35pm: Small, break-out group sessions on lots of different topics: - Universal Basic Income (featuring Brendan De Paor-Moore from Anti-Poverty Network SA) - Taking It Up To The Job Agencies (featuring Owen Bennett from Australian Unemployed Workers' Union) - The Poor Body (featuring Eileen Darley from Anti-Poverty Network SA) - Unpaid Care Workers – The System Would Collapse Without Us (featuring Liah Lazarou from Anti-Poverty Network SA) - What Paolo Freire Can Teach Us About Education And Activism (featuring Dr. Grant Banfield from Fliners Uni) - 5:35pm: Where To From Here? - 6:20pm: Closing Remarks.
Thanks to Ravi Daveros for providing the program details. Aileen “AJ” Jefferies from Ruf Us will speak at the conference. She actually does something practical for those living outside. Grant Banfield will speak about Paolo Freire who wrote Pedagogy of the Oppressed.
Clayton Uniting Church corner of Portrush Road and The Parade, Norwood Friday 21 October from 10:00am to 2:00pm. Saturday 22 October from 12:00noon to 6:00pm Cost for Low Income people is a gold coin donation Community Workers: $20 - $40 for one day or $30 - $60 for two days Others: $10 for one day or $15 for two days. www.antipovertynetworksa.org/conference Posted 13 October 2016
Anti-homeless plan for Marshmallow Park
The Adelaide City Council is planning to spend $20 million on redeveloping Marshallow Park over the next four years. They will remove bushes and trees, install more lights, and lay down more bitumen and stone tiles for a plaza and tennis courts.
Marshmallow Park is in the South Parklands off Glen Osmond Road between South Terrace and Greenhill Road
The CGI images on their website http://tinyurl.com/getting-rid-of-the-homeless show a coffee van, dogs, bicycles, lots of white folk, but no tribal and homeless Aboriginals, and no white folk such as those who currently use that area of the parklands.
The new park will be more easily surveilled by remote cameras and government patrols than at present.
Deputy Premier John Rau said it will be a “key to our status as one of the world’s most liveable cities.” Rau is currently merging government files on its citizens into one big easily searchable database.
Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese said the redevelopment will entice people to move into the city and ― he didn’t say this ― encourage others to leave the city. 12 October 2016
From the Contact Page
“$20 million on marshmallow park, who has $20 million to spend on a playground, why not spend that sort of money on schools. Either this is bull**** or the councillors have lost the f***ing minds.” 17 October 2016
(above) Emma Hines was happy when she got a Housing Trust unit at 8A Vincrace Street, Adelaide, but she was constrained by her lifestyle and got no further than a mattress on the floor. When her boyfriend suggested they turn the house into a home, Emma replied: "Yeah, I suppose I could play house." But her clock had run down and Emma was soon dead.
(above) A dead bird behind Emma Hines's Adelaide unit, a poignant reminder that the highlight of this sad woman's life was feeding the animals in the Adelaide CBD parklands. After a fox bit her hand, she spent two weeks in the Royal Adelaide Hospital from the infection.
Elizabeth Anglicare Food Barn
The new chef has improved the menu at the Food Barn. Late arrivals on Thursday got Basa fish with fried vegetables amidst spiced Chinese-style noodles. On Friday, it was the same, but with added potato salad and a fresh salad. When the fish ran out, it was replaced with slices of spiced beefsteak. The only downside was the lack of salt in the potato salad and an incident while eating when one of my teeth fell out. But in a social environment where nearly everyone is missing teeth, I felt normal.
The meal was superior than their English-style food where everything was boiled to death and served without seasoning. That resembled prison food.
The new chef wears a clean white shirt and a clean apron and has that confident demeanor of a professional. The same friendly English-style staff are backing him up.
Old Nick was there. He catches the bus or train from his Laura and Alfred West place in Mitchell Park. Beck had to leave early because her granddaughter had returned from Melbourne. A man from a sheltered workshop was there because work had dried up. He got a loaf of elderly bread from the Food Bank store. The man with the girl’s hat was there, but he kept it in his pocket.
The Food Barn has certainly improved. 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 Salt. Much improved. Security guard in car park and dining room. Invalid Scooter plug-in 12 October 2016
Piano Player Wayne
Wayne was asked to help a Grade 5 piano student prepare for an Australian Music Examination Board test. He discovered that the three pieces in the exam were by baroque composer Ignace Joseph Pleyel, and which are used by Centrelink as their phone holding music.
He said that hearing that music could traumatise Centrelink customers. He said of the Examination Board: “You can’t pay to get to this level of stupid.” and that “What Hitler did for the Germans, Centrelink did for Pleyal.” 12 October 2016
Vince Focarelli’s soup kitchen
The Anxious Vegetarian was there after hearing that La Fig gave away non-meat soup with bread. He had two bowls after having three bowls at Mary’s Kitchen the previous hour.
A woman wearing a hijab (not a burka) came into the doorway to return some bags to the freezer in the back room, but stopped when she saw we were blocking the room. We briefly looked each other in the eyes, then she asked either Airaf or The Boxer to take the bags. I couldn’t interpret the look in her eye, but got the impression her Muslim costume freed her from the humiliation of career women who feel forced to wear lift-up bras and underwear to appear sexy when they feel nothing like it.
As we left, The Boxer and Airaf poured soup into covered cups then put them into a milk crate to take them to the Aboriginals in Whitmore Square. 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 11 October 2016
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre soup kitchen
There have been thefts of food from both the St Bede’s kitchen and the Fred’s Van fridges in the dining room, but that has mostly stopped since the hall locks were changed and new keys issued to a restricted number of people.
The St Bede’s sessions of the Semaphore Music Festival were a success the weekend before.
The Most Active Volunteer’s bad back is getting better, the evidence being that he has resumed yelling. There is a new volunteer named Bill who along with Stuart and Jeremy are the three new volunteers over the past four months.
The food remains top quality. The table and chairs still aren’t put outside for fear that the cigarette butt burner will strike again. There is also continuous anxiety with SRF residents due to the shortage of tobacco due to increasing prices. 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 takeways, occasional free used clothing and a good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. 11 October 2016
The Ghost of Emma Hines
Perhaps it is the rich social scene that attracts a certain gentleman to the clinic specialising in patients from the homeless scene. He isn’t a patient, but likes to make small talk amongst those who are.
Most patients receive prescriptions for addictive drugs, some of which are traded to drug addicted younger women for other services.
Emma Hines was one such woman who did deals with certain men, themselves victims of childhood sexual abuse in government and church institutions. They had been orphans or simply taken from their parents at six and seven years of age and delivered to the paedophiles working both day and night shifts. And the blameless exploited become the exploiters; lesser exploiters.
Emma knew the game; she played it as well as anyone, but suffered reactive bouts of remorse and self-disgust. She switched from the Machiavellian street operator to the little girl finding herself all dirty.
And so, as the patients and non-patients wait outside the clinic, it’s as if every doorway in the street is inhabited by the ghost of Emma Hines, grasping her legs and resting her face on her knees while rocking back and forth, trying to expunge that demon within that would soon kill her. 10 October 2016
(above) Last Wednesday outside a safe house in the northern suburbs of Adelaide.
The Anxious Vegetarian made me nervous because he eats too fast, but the meat eating journalist-style man at our table said this was due to my fear that he would eat all the vegetarian food.
The vegetarian woman wasn’t eating because she wanted to run around the room yelling at everyone. Eating food interferes with her socialising.
The Anxious Vegetarian showed us a leaflet for a poverty conference that included Owen Bennett from the Australian Unemployed Workers Union. The journalist-style diner asked: “How do they go on strike? By working?”
There had been an Unemployed Workers Union in Adelaide in the 1930’s then again from 1978 to about 1986, the leading figures of which were David Arkins, Steve MacDonald and Des Lawrence, the latter now with The Greens.
The Anxious Vegetarian is an active networker and beneficial to the underclass.
The excellent soup was followed by sausages for the meat eaters and vegetarian burgers for the rest of us. More tables have been set up for increased demand. Service has also increased to the level of a real restaurant. Maybe, even better. Mary’s daughter-in-law was there.
Outside, the Orange Sky Laundry, the volunteers were emptying buckets into the church drains because they’d had so many customers that their waste water tank and overflowed. Mary’s Kitchen at St Andrew’s Church-at-the-Sea Jetty Road, Glenelg Free meal every Tuesday at 6:00pm 10 October 2016
Anti-Poverty Week conference defunct before it starts
“Power to the Poor; Silent no More” is the title of “The Only Anti-Poverty Week Event Organised By Poor People.” And it reeks of salaried feminist anti-white male sentiment before it starts.
Its six keynote speakers include Dr Cassandra Goldie from the Australia Council of Social Service. She was previously the Director of the Sex Discrimination Unit at the Australian Human Rights Commission (HREOC), an instrument of sexist legislation that would have made the Nazis proud.
I launched a case against a woman owner of Job Network-style training joint some years ago, but it was subverted by a woman lawyer in HREOC who blatantly discouraged my witnesses and favoured the Job Network-style joint witness. This is where Cassandra Goldie comes from.
Another anti-male keynote speaker is Eva Cox, described on the conference poster as a “Leading feminist thinker”. She is more an old style intellectual and not an outright Nazi, but her sympathies certainly won’t lie with men sleeping outside unless they’re Gay or Aboriginal.
Kerry Arch is from the Australian United Sole Parents Network, an organisation dominated by women, many of whom have had hard lives after marriage breakdowns. Understandably, she won’t be praising men regardless of whether they’re living outside or not.
Tauto Sansbury is described as a “Narungga elder,” and famous for saying that indigenous painters should be paid $100 per dot for dot paintings. Along with his sense of humour, he is certainly qualified to talk about money having been on the gravy train most of his life.
And we can be reasonably sure that he won’t be advocating on the majority component of primary homeless people: white men. It will be a miracle if he even speaks up for those tribal folk whose camps are routinely moved on by Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese’s storm troopers? More likely, he will whine about wanting more money for counsellors, bureaucrats and “Aboriginal leaders” like himself?
And that is the problem. How can these people be of help? They are from the rorters class dependent on government grants and unable, or even unwilling to say anything that will annoy their paymasters, or affect their careers.
On a more hopeful note, Kelly Vincent from the Dignity for Disability party should be good value despite her being a Member of the Legislative Council. She speaks from direct experience rather than from a life spent in a bureaucratic satrap. There are occasionally wheelchair-bound people sleeping in the parklands.
Even better is Owen Bennett of the Australian Unemployed Workers Union, the token white male keynote speaker and probably not raking in a generous salary like Cassandra Goldie. He’s also got the cheapest looking haircut of the keynote speakers and his glasses don’t look too flash, either.
Clayton Uniting Church corner of Portrush Road and The Parade, Norwood Friday 21 October from 10:00am to 2:00pm. Saturday 22 October from 12:00noon to 6:00pm Cost for Low Income people is a gold coin donation Community Workers: $20 - $40 for one day or $30 - $60 for two days Others: $10 for one day or $15 for two days. www.antipovertynetworksa.org/conference 9 October 2016
(above) Stalag Anglicare being built on the old Archways Rehab site on Dale Street, Port Adelaide. Anglicare has not been clear about the purpose of this "controlled environment" rooming house apart that it will house people who would otherwise be put in the Remand Centre or prison. On the right is the Uniting Care Wesley Port Adelaide building and on the left some government joint that drugs out children with psychiatric medication.
Therapy Cat's owner gets new SIM card
Piano PlayerWayne completed an online form to get a free Woolworths gift card that required a phone number, but it was a scam and he got 50 junk phone calls in one day.
He decided that buying a new SIM card was the easiest way out. 9 October 2016
Strange rumours in the Adelaide homeless scene
The myriad of uncorroborated rumours that flood the Adelaide homeless scene include:
1) Candice, the supervisor of the WestCare courtyard was escorted off the premises last week.
2) Police have doubts that Jason Luther Curtis killed Rose-Marie Sheahey, despite his guilty plea, and have released him on bail.
3) The photographer for this website has been put in a government Safe House in Port Adelaide for his own protection.
4) Ian “The Snake” Townsend walked off the job at WestCare and won’t be returning.
5) A section of the Grade 5 piano test with the Australian Music Examination Board is to play three pieces from the telephone holding music used by Centrelink.
6) Yannis was kicked out of The Terrace (Unity House) for allegedly dealing drugs, according to word on the street. 8 October 2016
(above) One man's inspirational response to the bland institutional food in the Adelaide homeless scene.
Orange Sky Laundry failure
The Orange Sky Laundry truck didn’t arrive at Elizabeth last Friday due to a breakdown. They were due to begin free washing and drying behind the Elizabeth Food Barn at 10:30am, but did not turn up.
Their $100,000 van and equipment is less than a year old. The receptionist at the Elizabeth Mission said they’d be there next week. 8 October 2016
Life Church Munno Para
A church man with grey hair told us the free vegetables hadn’t arrived yet because they hadn’t been ready at the warehouse, which apparently is Second Bite at Dry Creek.
That didn’t matter because Dora and her colleague were serving coffee and the atmosphere was positive. There weren’t that many clients so when Jamie brought in the stuff, there was enough for some of the volunteers. Women were given bunches of flowers, one of whom said she’d take them to her mother in the nursing home.
Richard showed photographs of the outdoor furniture he’d made from waste wood from Standford mowers. A churchman talked about a friend who stripped down electrical appliances for the scrap metal components.
He also told of workers at Roxby having to wear respirators when the wind blew fumes across from the smelter. He said that after twenty years breathing in the acid-laden air some workers went silly in the head.
A woman berated a small boy outside who used the “F Word”.
How incredible it is that this small group of working and underclass people have formed a puritanical church using a defunct shopping centre amidst a society awash in pornography, trivia and drugs. It’s inspiring. Life Church 1 Karri Street, Munno Para (between Elizabeth and Gawler) Thursdays 11:00am - 12:00pm Saturdays 10:00am - 11:00am Free bread, fruit, vegetables and coffee. Health Care Card or a good story required 8 October 2016
Old Nick’s secret
Old Nick is at least 85 and permanently deaf in one ear yet retains an agile mind.
Instead of catching the same bus or train from Mitchell Park to the Elizabeth Food Barn, he takes a different route each time so the change of scenery will keep him alert. And he’s always trying to work out problems.
His other propensity is to alert people when they’re exaggerating or lying. He’s no fool and behind his pleasant personality, he’s a no-nonsense observer of humanity. 8 October 2016
(above) A painstakingly assembled humpy both therapeutically and practically valuable to the builder. If a helping agency produced this it would cost thousands of dollars. Done by the individual, it cost nothing. What counts now is whether Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese and his storm troopers will respect the builder's work. We'll see.
How welfare bureaucrats hurt people
A woman living outside goes to a homeless welfare joint to request a certain service. She signs yet another privacy disclosure document. The bureaucrat opens a file then asks her a dozen intrusive personal questions. She blabs out her sad story ― and everyone has a sad aspect to their lives ― then feels dirty having exposed the most sensitive aspects of her life to a stranger who has tapped into the computer her answers.
In response, the bureaucrat spurns her heartfelt plea and tells her she has come to the wrong place, and refers her to another joint. The process repeats itself at the next place, but this time the woman exposes less of herself, but nevertheless is referred to a third place.
With each new referral, the woman exposes less and less of herself until the bureaucrats deem her not needing help because she won’t tell how she is hurting.
But she’s helped a dozen bureaucrats in a dozen agencies build up their statistics of people being helped.
This is how it goes. It is called “Social Inclusion”. 7 October 2016
Salisbury Fred’s Van
The one-legged man’s wheelchair got stuck in the mud so two Fred’s Van people lived him onto the concrete under the eaves of the Anglican church and out of the rain.
Old Peter said that the rain was God crying because not everyone sees him as the Lord. “Do you see it that way, too?” he asked.
Sharka arrived with two different shoes on her feet. She’d slept in after an all night vigil at the last Salvo Do Unto Others sleepover for the year at Adelaide Congress Hall.
Other volunteers had been missing in action for the preparation of the food at a hall near Waterloo Corner Road so the Filipino mob who share the building on Sundays helped the Fred’s Van crowd prepare the food.
The Salisbury Fred’s Van arrived on time at the church and served hotdogs on buns with mustard, tomato and barbecue sauces; pasta with enough meat to have impressed Horse Trader Steve. They also served tuna sandwiches and chicken sandwiches, coffee, Milo (46% sugar) and tea. Takeaways included bags of good tomatoes, good lettuces, olive dip, bread, not so good yoghourt, bags of apples and yoghourt based drinks.
Clients included a woman who had had a brain tumour at 42, the removal of which left her with epilepsy and blindness in one eye. Our common experience is having both slept in Kings Park in Perth though we have different forms of epilepsy.
I ignorantly suggested to her that some guests had difficulty speaking because they had been ruined by drugs. She said they were intellectually disabled and had been born that way, and that it wasn’t their fault. They worked with her at Barkuma, a sheltered workshop.
Bev Brooks wasn’t there because she went church instead.
A pleasant and happy white woman brought her well-behaved three children under six-years-old including one in a pram sucking on a baby bottle.
There were just over 40 diners. The servers included three or four Asian Christians who related well to us.
Kim, the one-legged man in the wheelchair suffered a medical episode and couldn’t speak properly. An ambulance took him away. At that point, we lingerers departed to give him privacy while the medics examined him.
Kim has been trying to get into a care facility, without success. Fred’s Van St John the Evangelist Anglican Church Hall Church Street, Salisbury (opposite MacDonalds) 6:00pm Sunday 7 October 2016
Hackney Lodge Flasher
The Flasher allegedly ignored the fire fighters pushing against his door and refused to leave his smoke-filled room smoke that had triggered the hallway smoke alarm.
He later claimed as an excuse that he hadn’t been wearing clothing at the time. “As if that was a problem for him,” another lodger laughed.
However, Hackney Lodge management later defended The Flasher, saying he had been mistaken for a lookalike, who was the real Hackney Lodge Flasher. Thus, the residents are on the lookout for the real Hackney Lodge Flasher.
Hackney Lodge is across Hackney Road from the Wine Centre and is near the entrance to the O-Bahn tunnel. 6 October 2016
Disability Expo goes money
The Wenatex sellers got the ball rolling when I asked the price of their Austrian foam mattresses at the Disability and Ageing Expo at the Adelaide Showgrounds last week.
The woman salesperson went vague and consulted a man colleague, but he was busy so she got me to lie on the bed then standing over me reeled off its features including flecks of silver in the foam that killed germs, and herbs in the mattress protector.
When the man came over to us, his face went all shifty and he whispered he’d let it go as a demonstrator for just $2000 when it usually sold for $3200, or I could buy the bed and mattress for just $4999.00 instead of the usual $7000. As I made my escape, the sales woman gave me a tube of cream for arthritis.
Wenatex usually sell from motels where they offer cold fish and chips with water if you walk in the door, then throw in an electric pencil sharpener if you sit through their two hour demonstration. They are good beds, no doubt about that, but their selling technique is horrible, like those sleazy salespeople in Harvey-Norman.
Hearing aids are another money winner in the disability and aged scene, and the businesses selling them at the Disability Expo grabbed clients from the aisles to sign them up for a hearing test. An exception to this selling style was the government outfit, Australian Hearing, which discouraged enquiries. But they all conformed to the selling technique of avoiding giving details of their products until a person went through the Medicare-funded hearing test.
The RAA was there, but their sellers couldn’t even say whether one invalid scooter had a gel, lead acid or a lithium battery. I asked three times and they simply ignored the question and kept up their rapid fire delivery of the features of the scooter that I hadn’t asked about. The RAA was, however, excellent when I lived years in my old car that kept breaking down.
At one stall, a man talked about alcohol based hand sanitisers causing dry and cracked hands, and that residents of alcohol rehab joints drink those sanitisers for their 70% alcohol content. He said his salt-based version was superior and made in Australia, but he wasn’t giving away free samples and thus spent much of the day with his head in his hands.
Smart City Vocational College was there advertising their Diploma of Business using a huge picture of what appeared a large motorised rickshaw food cart with one front wheel. Study is done on-line for 12-months, but students can meet face-to-face with teachers at their campus, in this case their tiny office in the Elizabeth Shopping Centre. The course costs $17,400 with the ‘Study Now, Pay Later’ scheme similar to HECS, or $14,500 if you pay up-front. What useless expensive courses.
Few community groups were represented amongst the 193 exhibitors of incredibly expensive disability aids and services. But the highlight of the Expo was the presence of Technical Aid for the Disabled. They modify everyday items to make them accessible to people with disabilities. They charge an administration fee and the cost of materials, but the volunteers who are skilled in mechanics and engineering work for free. They are a credit to humanity when you see what they’ve done for little disabled children.
An ailing, disabled and elderly friend who lives in her vehicle asked me to grab information for her. I asked a dozen stalls what services were available for her, but got no specific answers. They simply said she had to sign up with various government departments and contractors and accept the Terms and Conditions. The Catalyst Foundation were the worst: they got all snappy with me and blocked the pamphlet counter to actually stop me from getting their leaflets.
I felt so depressed after this as my memories of living outside flooded back into my mind and the realisation that the more desperate a person becomes, the more the welfare services shut down. This phenomena is called Social Inclusion where, once a person is homeless, most welfare services cease unless that person agrees to let some bureaucrat “case manage” their life. This means that many dying and disabled people don’t receive services because they won’t submit to this humiliation, and this is in a disability sector awash in money.
In a third world nation, this would be called corruption. 6 October 2016
"Consumer" Voices from Parity Magazine
Here is a small portion of the wisdom from two men described only as Jason and John who work in the Peer Education Support Program as recounted by an anonymous writer.
“According to Jason and John people experiencing homelessness are always being told what to do.
“This is not a good approach to solving the problem. For example, if the service’s solution is not what a person experiencing homelessness wants, they will probably become homeless again. If you only offer someone an option and tell them they have to take it or leave it, they will often leave and return to homelessness...
“They [Jason and John] believe information is powerful. They say they would like to see people experiencing homelessness given more information about homelessness services, how to access housing and their options so that they can make a decision about what to do.
“They believe that if you are given information about how to solve problems, you can address the issues you face.”
The full article may be read in the July 2016 edition of Parity magazine, published the Council to Homeless Persons in Melbourne. If you are in the homeless scene, they might post you a free copy. firstname.lastname@example.org , but the other articles are almost unreadable due to excessive social worker jargon.
Note: Jason and John’s views are exactly the opposite of “Social Inclusion” in South Australia. Posted Late 5 October 2016
Priest blesses Therapy Cat
A priest believed to be Father David blessed Piano Player Wayne’s Therapy Cat last week at Christ Church in North Adelaide. Opposition Leader Stephen Marshall was present for the blessing.
Christ Church has given Wayne permission to play their multi-million dollar pipe organ. Late 4 October 2016
Mission Australia’s deceptive annual reports
They appear to have an income of about one-third of a billion dollars a year with 2,981 “dedicated” staff members. “Dedicated,” means salaried. While bursting with definitions of accountancy terminology, their annual report of 2015 does not mention how much the employees spend on cars, offices, and air travel or hotel accommodation for themselves. And more significantly, they keep hidden how much they pay themselves in salaries. Nor will they say how much the employees spend on gas, electricity, parking spaces, and extra benefits for themselves. However, they do claim: “307,320 Australians supported last year,” which includes giving referrals, also known as passing the buck.
While parading self-congratulatory images and deceptive statistics in their annual report, Mission Australia administration carefully ensures it is impossible to determine what they actually do for anyone beyond themselves.
The Mission Australia 2015 Annual Report is so opaque that it makes the Hutt Street Centre Annual Report appear a virtue of transparency and its accountant worthy of sainthood.
How can anyone trust Mission Australia where in Adelaide people sleep on the footpath within 100 metres of their state office at 212 Pirie Street while the administrative staff live in comfortable homes paid for by donations and government funding to ‘help the disadvantaged’.
Corruption in Australian charities is so endemic and legal that we no longer have words to describe it.
The Director of Public Prosecution will not lay assault charges against Constable Matthew Schwarz despite the officer “exceeding his authority” when he elbowed Shaun Jones, 41, in the jaw on 5 December 2012 in Whitmore Square. He also punched Jones in the face then hit him three times with his baton while the man was lying on the ground. He also hit Chris Mackie, 41, twice with the baton. This was after squirting pepper spray into the faces of both homeless men.
Police took Jones and Mackie to the city watch house then charged them with assault and resisting arrest.
Eighteen months later on 29 May 2014, Magistrate Stefan Metanomski dismissed all charges against Shaun Jones and Chris Mackie. The magistrate found that Constable Schwarz’s testimony was inaccurate and unreliable with the possibility that he was exaggerating his version to justify the assault.
The magistrate added that Constable Schwarz had acted unlawfully by pursuing Jones and Mackie who had stated they were not interested in speaking to him, and were not reasonably suspected of any crime.
Nevertheless, the Director of Public Prosecution did not lay assault charges against Constable Schwarz because the officer was in a “fragile and suicidal” state of mind. His policing partner on that fateful day at Whitmore Square, Constable Jennifer Clarke, was not so forgiving. She said she does not want to work further with Constable Schwarz.
Ten weeks after Magistrate Stefan Metanomski dismissed the charges, Jones and Mackie lodged a $100,000 compensation claim against the South Australian Police. This bore no fruit for Shaun Jones because he went missing in Alice Springs two months later, and is presumed dead. Police finally made an out of court settlement with Chris Mackie, but it is not clear if he actually received the money. He lives interstate and has been afraid to return to South Australia.
The police were equally forgiving of Mathew Schwarz as the Director of Public Prosecutions had been. The Commissioner has allowed him to retain his license to act as a police officer. However, he will be tried secretly in early 2017 in the South Australian Police Disciplinary Tribunal.
He is also in more trouble after a teenage female motorist accused him of acting aggressively towards her and thumping on her window after he pulled her up.
And was it a wise of the police commissioner to keep a man on the job who appears to be suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and who himself perhaps requires compensation for psychological injuries sustained at work ? Late 4 October 2016
Catherine Yeomans of Mission Australia
Catherine was promoting the “rise” of elderly women becoming homeless. One can hardly criticise her for this, but is this part of the push to “share equally” homeless funding between men and women.
The statistical trick the feminist bureaucrats use is to claim there are similar numbers of homeless men and women. To make this trick work, people living in caravan parks and certain rooming houses are classified as equally homeless as those sleeping under a tarp in the parklands or on the Hindley Street footpath.
If the government and religious groups fall for this trick, the result will be the transfer of funding from the “real homeless” to others who are relatively more comfortable and in safer accommodation. 4 October 2016
Seventh-Day Adventist at Brahma Lodge
“Loretta” was looking at the pictures in a religious magazine between swigs of Iced Coffee from a padded bottle she kept secreted under the table. Another guest told me that Loretta couldn’t read or write. Yet she knew that new electrical towers were coming across the Nullabor on trucks to replace the 23 that blew over in the wind near Port Augusta, and would arrive in South Australia in two days.
Another guest asked why a certain woman was missing. Her friend shouted from another table that she had diarrhea. Loretta said that word shouldn’t be used; she said “upset stomach” was better.
Beverly Brooks, who wants to move into a nursing home, was sad that Pastor Matt was leaving Adelaide. She was referring to Salvation Army Captain Matt Reeve who will teach in the officer training school in Melbourne.
Bev added flowering lavender sprigs to the bowls of plastic flowers.
A thin guest said she once weighed 132 kilos because she went on tours of New Zealand and ate huge meals then sat on buses. She said that after walking up mountains, her appetite intensified and she ate even more. Now, she weighs 67 kilos.
The Adventist meal was a thick pumpkin soup spiced with pieces of spring onions. The main course was vegetarian sausage rolls, peas, roast carrots and potatoes, cauliflower with cheese sauce, green leaf salad plus tomato sauce and Caesar salad dressing. Dessert was cake with berries, chocolate and cream. And the food was free from meat and MSG.
The pastor didn’t arrive so there wasn’t any religious message except Grace. While annoying to some, other appreciate a religious idea to raise the vibrations of the meal, which is a carnal act and not very pleasant to watch.
There was a good amount of takeaways. One woman was offended when she thought another had accused her of being greedy. She explained that she had taken one container and that was for her invalid son who had brain damage after being attacked by a criminal. The other woman didn’t comprehend what was being said and grabbed her lightly by the coat, saying that she hadn’t called her greedy.
The presentation of the dining room was nearly perfect except that the soup wasn’t hot enough and the plates should have been pre-heated. And the presence of real homeless people would have lifted the vibes. Nevertheless, it could hardly have been better and gives credit to the Adventist crowd.
Brahma Lodge Seventh Day Adventist 144 Frost Road, Brahma Lodge (near Main North Road) Thursdays 6:30pm to 7:30pm during school terms Vegetarian meal with eggs. Free. Due to a school holiday break, the next meal is on Thursday 20 October 2016 4 October 2016
Sad evening at Hurtle and Whitmore Squares
The Romero Soup Van from the Adelaide Day Centre finished their soup run for the season tonight.
A server named Ian said they’d tried to stay open all summer on previous years, but had not attracted adequate customers.
It is amazing the sadness people feel, more than when the Byron Place Community Centre closed down.
The soup van recommences in May 2017 Late 3 October 2016
Leonidas F. van der Kraan
Lance Armstrong went to Leo’s funeral and said that Leo paid for the service and cremation before he died. Late 3 October 2016
Beyond Bank sacrifices food and venue
The Hutt Street Centre stayed open all night Thursday 29 September for a sleepover, according to a message on the internet. Beyond Bank was due to use the joint, but gave up their booking so people living outside could sleep there for the night. Beyond Bank also donated their food to the sleepover crowd that included Aboriginals from the parklands.
Either Hutt Street Centre management itself, or a third party commended the Hutt Street Centre’s “dedicated and compassionate staff and volunteers” for keeping the joint open all night.
Another person, living outside and without prompting, commented that the waged staff would have been paid overtime.
And lest we get too sentimental about the kindness lavished on those living outside, let us consider this: Many Hutt Street Centre regulars in the homeless scene would have responded to the sleepover invitation on the notice board. But because they didn’t have the means or ability to access the Hutt Street Centre’s various websites, they would have missed the internet message that very soon advised they had been disinvited due to the beds have all been booked.
However, no one has reported being refused entry. 3 October 2016
Salvation Army critic wrong
A person said via the Contact Page that, “It seems strange that DUOS did not open on the days with the ferocious storms when The Hutt st Centre and Westcare were open for the vulnerable people whom are homeless and had nowhere to go to shelter from the storm so why was the program cancelled? You can tell who cares for their clients.”
But a reliable third source said she was there last Wednesday at Adelaide Congress Hall and that despite the building being dark, the Army handed out glow sticks then served a pasta meal “which was not bad”. The hairdresser wasn’t there, but should be next week.
The Equity Queen’s daughter had spent the day preparing the food and had just finished when the power went out at 4:00pm. Do Unto Others Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide Every Wednesday 5:00pm to 7:30pm Free coffee at 5:00pm; Free meal at 6:00pm 3 October 2016
Fred’s Van Gawler Place bad logistics
Fred’s Van arrived with sausages, but without the Sai Baba vegetarian stew, takeaway bags, or tea and coffee. Instead, they hoofed it over to WestCare and distributed these to the sleepover clients.
Regular clients at Gawler Place were left in the lurch, especially new people who haven’t formed networks to advise them of these changes in advance. The most desperate and deserving people missed out. Gawler Place between Wakefield and Flinders Streets, Adelaide Monday to Friday at 7:00 - 7:30pm Sunday 6:00 - 6:30pm Saturday No Fred’s Van 3 October 2016
Fred’s Van Elizabeth fails
Due to the electrical power going off at 4:00pm last Wednesday, the staff at Fred’s Van in Elizabeth threw in the towel and cancelled their weekly meal. It was too much for them. However, they did give clients takeaway bags of sandwiches.
It is a shame the staff couldn’t have improvised with portable gas stoves, candles and battery powered lights. Essential services should continue during power failures, rain and wind, not give up the ghost and the staff stay home. Fred’s Van Cafe 8 Langford Drive, Elizabeth (near the Elizabeth Railway Station carpark) Wednesdays 6:00pm. Free. 3 October 2016
Jasmine restaurant stuff-up?
The Ghost Who Walks found the southwest side of Hindmarsh Square empty late Thursday afternoon.
The Uniting Church crowd wasn’t there and the Jasmine Restaurant free food wasn’t delivered, according to The Ghost. Jasmine Restaurant free food. Every Thursday. Hindmarsh Square, Adelaide (opposite the RAA) It’s best to arrive by 5:15pm to get a crucial ticket. Food only for homeless, underclass people and interstate gamblers who have gone bust. 3 October 2016
Shana has returned to enrich the homeless cultural scene after a stint in hospital following an episode with police chasing her down the street. Late 2 October 2016
Demos Roussos ill
Demos had yet another cold and was quite sick last week. He stayed at WestCare overnight despite finding the place frightening, particularly after the last time when someone produced a knife.
He’s also had balancing problems and fell over a number of times, which made walking difficult.
Demos is arguably the least offensive man in the homeless scene. And his mind is sharp like a lawyer. He lives outside, mostly. 2 October 2016
Rapid Relief Team
The Rapid Relief Team woman was vague when two Adelaide University nurses asked: “Where are you from?” She replied they were volunteers with a global group then used the word, “Exclusive” then jumped to “Plymouth Brethren”.
They are defensive, being an exclusive Christian group that aren’t seeking converts in a society where politically correct wisdom dictates that anyone can barge into any group no matter how much they contravene that group’s living practices.
The Rapid Relief Team is a refreshing addition to the homeless welfare scene and the group that serves food on the plastic grass at the Port Adelaide Wesley UnitingCare premises are all young.
The young men grilled onions and hamburger meat at their barbecue van in the parking area. The women served these from under their gazebo with canned beetroot, fresh lettuce, fresh tomatoes, mill pepper, rock salt, mustard and two types of sauce plus instant coffee and bottled water. Everything was ultra clean including the Plymouth Brethren volunteers.
David Keogh was there from Sunnydale SRF and Shane from Rudd’s.
A table of indigenous people enhanced the atmosphere and even the vainglorious Maori Carer found a kinder aspect of his personality, which is no mean feat for anyone: modifying one’s behaviour.
The only improvement we now require is that the Port Adelaide Wesley Uniting Care organisation revises their decision to hide the chairs in a locked room. Rapid Relief Team (Plymouth Brethren) Hosted by Uniting Care Wesley Port Adelaide 58 Dale Street, Port Adelaide (entry from back gate off K-Mart parking area) Last Tuesday of each month from 11:00am to 1:30pm. Free. Dates for 2016 are 25 October, 29 November, then the second Tuesday on the 13th of December 2 October 2016
(above) Shopping trolleys of sorted food back of Drake's Foodland at the Glen Osmond Road Market this week.
(above) Recent Aboriginal campsite in the Adelaide Parklands where the tiny warmth of the campfire and scent of smoke are a racial memory of home, and of times before matches and lighters were used, and when keeping a fire burning was imperative to the health of the clan.
Orange Sky Laundry did just two loads of washing during their two hours in front of the St Andrew’s at-the-Sea church, which must have begged the question: are they reaching the right people, any people.
A certain woman ran onto Jetty Road and stopped the traffic in one lane while she greeted a friend: “I like doing that,” she said, showing that certain disapproved behaviours are a means of resisting the mind-numbing affect of living on welfare. She was subconsciously counteracting the helping agencies that reduce some people to watching television and swallowing prescribed medication.
Bedford Ben sat on the church steps, but had trouble keeping his balance while he cried and yelled in the 3D world of his Virtual Reality headset
Lyn confidently introduced the evening with a prayer and telling us that the preacher, Adam Tretheway, was absent as he was taking care of his children while his wife stayed with her dying mother.
Lyn also said the chicken soup had been made by the students of St Mary’s Memorial School, just off Jetty Road. The New Guy said it lacked adequate chicken though the vegetarian soup was excellent, but not heated up enough. A quiche-like food containing egg was also served, which the Anxious Vegetarian ate, but I did not. The other vegetarian didn’t eat because she prefers to run around screaming.
Mary’s Kitchen Tuesdays 6:00pm. Free like everything else listed on this webpage. St Andrew’s Church-at-the-Sea Jetty Road, Glenelg 2 October 2016
According to a source, Reggy’s new girlfriend has filled him with drugs to the degree that he doesn’t know who he is or remember his friends. He doesn’t know who he is speaking to when he is talking.
Others are after him for unspecified wrong behaviour. His ex-girlfriend wants him off the gear and told them: “Hit him. Do what you want to him, but don’t hurt him too much because I want him to get into rehab.” From a woman on the streets Late 1 October 2016
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre
The Insomniac offered his phone number to the elderly man talking of suicide.
Fragile Peter was not at St Bede’s possibly due to mood swings caused by his medication, or other factors. He might also have been intimidated after a stronger man hit him at his Supported Residential Facility. This stronger man had not any bad intentions: he just does not know his strength.
The genial John Baulderstone, 71, said he moved to Semaphore Hostel after his mother died in 1983, before the Rudds took over. John still resents the Japanese because they killed two of his uncles who were RAAF gunners in World War 2.
The Most Active Volunteer is still off work due to his bad back, but the withdrawal symptoms from the painkillers have proved a bigger problem than his spinal pain.
There was plenty of free women’s clothing on offer, but nothing for men. There were also plenty of Cos We Care rice crackers on the front counter. St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesday and Wednesday mornings 8:30 - 10:30am Quality Free breakfasts, scheduled free hairdressing, table tennis, small amounts of takeways, occasional free used clothing, good social scene that is friendly to people living outside. 1 October 2016
Vince Focarelli’s Soup Kitchen
Guests have voted with their feet and gone to Fred’s Van and elsewhere. Anyone seeking a quiet cup of soup and serious conversation will discover the back room of La Fig has plenty of empty chairs. But the soup is not hot enough as the pot rests on a cold table instead of being maintained on a low-flame. But it is healthy soup and does not depend on poisonous flavour enhancers such as MSG.
The soup server may also intimidate guests by standing over them rather than sitting alongside or behind the table.
After the guests leave, the soup server searches the streets to give out a few items and tepid soup in cups. But those living outside must by necessity hide themselves from Martin Haese's storm troopers, so the La Fig man has trouble finding anyone to serve apart from the fellow who sleeps on the footpath near Hungry Jacks on Pulteney Street.
Possibly, when the Romero Soup Van finishes for the winter season this Monday, Vince’s soup kitchen could replace them at Whitmore Square at 7:00pm, but not at Hurtle Square where the demand would be too great.
As always, finding the most desperate people is the imperative, those who literally huddle in doorways or under trees without blankets or tarps. They are the most deserving, these people who don’t know the homeless joints exist, or are afraid to frequent them. 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 1 October 2016