(above) The St Vincent de Paul fenced compound for the Adelaide 2016 CEO Sleepout to raise money for homeless services. Yet it wouldn't take money for the Hutt Street homeless centre to change its policy of kicking homeless people out at 1:00pm on rainy days while the salaried employees stay inside.
(above) A guard was posted at the closed gate of the Vinnies 2016 CEO fundraising sleepout compound in Adelaide to prevent homeless people from entering.
Also Coming Soon: More CEO sleep-out photographs; New small stabbing at Kingslea Apartments; Deceptive Legal Aid bureaucrat; Baby table melted at McDonald's; Inside Anglicare's "Preventing, De-escalating and Supporting Client Changed Behaviours" policy manual; The aggressive Glenelg Beggar wants $6000 from Johnny Johnson; Benefits of being a drug addict; Too aggressive at Congress Hall; Job Network bureaucrats milking the underclass; Puddle Jumpers review; Casino getting rid of low rollers; Man complains about The Ghost and Father Christmas; Community Member No. 1 planning new brew for those living outside; Food Bank at Parks Community Centre Review; Not enough margarine on Fred's Van sandwich; More paintings by Jungle Phillips; A Helpful Hand photograph.
A Helpful Hand
“Every Tuesday night at 6:20pm - 8ish A Helpful Hand will be set up [at Fred’s Van] on Gawler Place. We will have Clothes, Toiletries, bread, snacks and whatever else we get donated. If you need something specific we write down requests for the next week (next day for special circumstances).
“A Helpful Hand will also be around the city this Saturday starting at Whitmore square at 11am.”
A Helpful Hand Every Tuesday at Fred’s Van in Gawler Place, Adelaide (between Wakefield and Flinders Streets) 6:20pm to around 8:00pm Posted 25 June 2016
St Vincent de Paul (Vinnies) CEO Sleep-Out Adelaide 2016
The St Vincent de Paul CEO sleep-out fundraising event was held in Whitmore Square, in the centre of Adelaide’s homeless district on Thursday night, 17 June 2016.
A circular compound was formed from ATF two-metre high fencing that was paced by two security guards. A guard controlled the locked main gate.
Over one hundred corporate leaders had come to Whitmore Square to sleep outside, or in the marquees as part of a lucrative fundraiser for the St Vincent de Paul society.
Some company executives parked their cars in the St Luke’s church mission carpark where homeless people are banned from sleeping in the courtyard.
Four en suite rooms were brought in so the CEO sleep-out people would not have to use the filthy and humiliating Exeloo toilets at the intersection of Morphett Street. Each en suite contained a shower, toilet and hand basin. A cleaner scrubbed and wiped them constantly throughout the evening.
Older CEO women made cackling noises through constricted throats when the Fred’s Van entered through the security gate. The Van staff were younger than those who had served us in Gawler Place 90 minutes previously.
A trailer-sized generator quietly provided lighting to the compound.
Radio station 5AA had an outdoor broadcast desk in one marquee. They said nothing about what people living outside actually experienced. Not the fear, sleep deprivation, theft of bedding and tents by Council staff, or of getting the flu and still having to sleep outside. Nor did they mention the refusal of certain services by homeless joints unless a person agrees to Social Inclusion supervision and control of their lives.
Nor did anyone mention why those living outside, and who hang around Whitmore Square at night, had disappeared. No one showed the slightest interest when I peered through the mesh fence for one hour.
At 10:00pm, the crowd went into the hall-sized BankSA extended marquee for a quiz night broadcast on 5AA.
A few men set up swags underneath trees at 9:00pm, but most of the sleeping gear remained suspiciously in a marquee.
It seemed vaguely obscene that these people would set up camp in our park then mimic our suffering. And those outside the fence certainly weren’t welcome inside the compound.
According to ABC news, St Vincent de Paul CEO David Wark said the sleep-out earned $560,000 dollars. The ABC also reported Mr Wark as saying the money would be used to invest in technology to better service the homeless, as well as being put towards programs aimed at women in crisis.
Was this a joke statement? Those living outside need better laundry and shower facilities, and tarps during the winter, and somewhere to sleep in peace. They need the Hutt Street Homeless Centre to stay open after 1:00pm rather than the salaried staff closing the doors so they can experience client-free afternoons.
However, to be fair, St Vincent de Paul Society operates a number of useful Fred’s Vans, which is the premier outdoor free food service for those living outside in Adelaide. If the money raised went to Fred’s Vans exclusively, then all would be well.
25 June 2016
(above) Despite repeated Building and Lifestyle Inspections, Anglicare Elizabeth hasn't fixed this leaking gutter for years. They've even raised the rent to pay for the Lifestyle Inspectors who arrive in pairs for fear of being attacked by the geriatric residents.
(above) Three people waiting for a bus outside the Flinders Street police station were wide-eyed last winter hearing bone-on-bone as Emma Hines sat against this tree and for thirty minutes punched herself in the face. We asked her to come with us to Fred's Van, but she was locked into her death spiral world.
Hairdresser in coffee mood
Clients waiting for the Salvation Army volunteer hairdresser were surprised on Wednesday evening when she arrived on time, but told them she was serving coffee instead of doing hairdressing. 24 June 2016
Anglicare lifestyle inspector in Kapunda
Anglicare lifestyle inspector Lark E. was in Kapunda yesterday to examine the units and lifestyles of tenants there.
It was a nice drive up there, a chance to get out of the office, but was it an efficient use of a salaried employee? 24 June 2016
At least 45 clients turned up last Saturday morning. The orange juice ran out; I think the bread also ran out, but there was a surplus of good quality fried sausages, eggs, fritz, hamburger and onions. This high protein breakfast was in contrast to many homeless joints that serve excessive amounts of sugary buns. There was meat left over.
The Ancient Old Lady was there on her walking frame. Her boyfriend raced back to MacDonald’s junk food joint in Hindley Street where he’d left his phone charging. The Lady and he don’t have electricity.
A white man not used to living outside had watery eyes and blue-pink skin. Another white man was also living outside. He said that the police use buses and trains to travel to crime scenes due to a lack of police cars. “That’s strange,” I said.” “No, it isn’t,” he replied.
Ten Aboriginals sat in the sun. They live outside. The police arrived and asked them if they were drinking. One man said they were drinking water. The police were looking for someone. The Armageddon church people showed little acknowledgment to the police, which was a sign of loyalty to us. 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)
Tomorrow is at the Church 24 June 2016
From the Contact Page
Name sensor ship
Comment you are sensoring the comments that are being sent through the contact page i know of 2 people and me who have previously sent contacts but you have not published them why is that ? are you trying to hide the truth? 24 June 2016 Editor: Yes, some comments are not published. Which ones do you refer to? I am happy to explain why specific comments are not published.
Anglicare’s ugly behaviour towards our 85-year-old tenant
When the now 85-year-old tenant moved into the Anglicare-administered units two years ago, our gardens were nearly non-existent.
She planted hundreds of pot plants she had brought from her previous house, and spent hundreds of dollars buying other varieties plus lime and fertiliser for the lawn. She spends early mornings removing weeds from the lawn.
A recurring problem is the Anglicare grass cutters who spray poison indiscriminately and kill the plants. They killed seven of eight Hollyhocks she recently planted.
The grass cutters have ignored her requests to use less spray. They are not gardeners; our elderly tenant is a skilled gardener.
She said that when she phoned the Anglicare-administered maintenance department, a woman told her in a “snappish” tone that it was not her place to have any input into the communal gardens.
But Anglicare employees cut grass and poisons plants: they don’t do any actual gardening. This is done by our 85-year-old gardening tenant.
She is brave and determined to maintain colour in our gardens while the rest of us have accepted that welfare housing is meant to be ugly and demoralising. When the grass cutter poisoning team arrive, we run into our units and peek at them through the curtains. 23 June 2016
Do Unto Others (DUO)
The verandah was kept empty last Saturday evening at the Salvation Army in Pirie Street. Inside the atrium, the tables were placed too close together and there were too many people for the room. More tables were set up outside the door for the smokers and those living outside, but the free food room and the Benson Room were kept empty.
Due to the overcrowding, and fear of losing one’s seat, some guests felt trapped at their tables, making social interaction difficult.
The meal consisted of a small amount of excellent chicken steak, 95 peas, 8 slices of horrible boiled carrots, 4 tiny roast potatoes, seven 3cm lengths of string beans, one slice of crusty white bread and meat gravy. Salt and pepper arrived half way through the meal. Dessert was a tiny amount of ice-cream with a slice of excellent “Brownie” that tasted of chocolate fudge. Tea and coffee service was better than usual.
The building was reasonably warm throughout the evening, which is a fine improvement on last year. The closure of the verandah appears to have discouraged people who live outside from attending.
The Goth Lady’s daughter, Susannah, is 31 weeks pregnant. Susannah used to wear skimpy bare skin clothing on the verandah in the winter while the rest of us were dressed for Tasmania and moaned of the cold.
Bob the Quiz Master restrained himself quite well apart from yelling through the powerful public address system said that no one would be served if they were standing up. He later advised in a football roaring voice that the church service started at 7:00pm.
John Swan conducted the karaoke session until near 11:00pm. The ping-pong table was moved into the free food room, but the net was missing a crucial component so it kept falling down.
The YWAM crowd arrived after 10:00pm to begin their overnight shift to watch over the sleepers in the Benson Room.
The atrium was emptied and the lights turned off at 11:00pm while a few people played cards in another room until 12:30am. 23 June 2016
(above) Jungle Phillips has stared death in the face many times and uses colour to fight despair. This is the front of his house at 558 Marion Road, Plympton Park.
(above) The people in this Adelaide Parklands camp use alcohol, sunlight, wind and the earth to ease their despair.
The somewhat immodestly named Amazing Love Soup Kitchen serves soup every second Tuesday at St John’s Anglican Church in Murray Bridge. The next free soup kitchen night will be Tuesday 5 July.
Amazing Love Soup Kitchen corner of Mannum Road and Clara Street, Murry Bridge Every second Tuesday from 4:30pm to 8:30pm Posted Late 22 June 2016
Ice addict spills coffee
The Adelaide man took a cup of coffee into the toilets. His movements were fast and erratic and he spectacularly flung his coffee over himself and the floor. His lighter went flying into the urinal.
He takes pride in his appearance and was upset he’d messed up his clothing. He complained to an invisible person in his mind, “You’re always talking about me; you’re always asking me the same questions.”
I felt sorry for him. He’s not a thug. He used to work at a job requiring high skills. He’s mentally frightening when he’s on crystal meth, but always maintains a degree of good manners.
Now, he’s penniless and living on the streets. Late 22 June 2016
Shana at Ruf Us
AJ gave a blue sleeping bag to a man living outside. She also gave Shana a blanket. An astute observer noted that Shana had obtained blankets from somewhere else the night before. Shana, 32, lives in her own private world yet craves the proximity of other people. She also lives outside. She comes across as a frightening woman, but once you get to know her, she’s fine.
She told me she’d been out of Australia once, when she went swimming 20 metres off the shore.
Being on the secretive and probably corruptly administered welfare housing lists may require years of waiting. However, certain ingenious souls have discovered that sleeping on the Hutt Street Centre verandah is a fast track to cheap housing.
John, the New Zealand man living in his van on South Terrace, saw his latest Centrelink doctor last week. This doctor is based near Adelaide Airport and examines pilots to determine if they’re about to commit suicide. Centrelink is appealing John’s victory in the Social Security Appeals Tribunal to collect the Disability Support Payment. John is nearly 63 and suffers a fast deteriorating version of Parkinsonism Disease.
Another man at Ruf Us who was homeless until recently said he found his new life in a house boring. Nothing happens there compared to the excitement of the homeless scene. He’s looking for a TV.
Ruf Us volunteer Alex from the insurance company was there with Elliot, Brian the ex-miner and AJ. Shaun and Nicole weren’t there. Ruf us free breakfast On the steps of the empty and locked Hutt Street Centre 258 Hutt Street, Adelaide (near South Terrace) 9:00am every Saturday 22 June 2016
Adelaide Homeless centres advertising on Google?
How do homeless joints get their details listed on Google as advertisements? No homeless joint would waste money on placing ads, would they? 22 June 2016
The human side of the Clued-up Drug Dealer
The Clued-up Drug Dealer was in a bad mood. He blocked the blued-eyed man from Romano’s with the walking stick who wasn’t looking for a fight and stepped aside.
The Clued-up Drug Dealer approached the yellow jacket man sitting on the steps, the one with a ginger beard and blue eyes. He yelled at him, but the yellow jacket man threw back his own rejoinders. This infuriated The Clued-Up Dealer; he hit the other man with a bag.
The tall Ruf Us volunteer with the thin arms shouted then stood between them. He touched The Clued-Up Drug Dealer lightly. Crystal Meth addicts hate being touched, or stared at. The Clued-Up Drug Dealer became louder and appeared about to smack the thin man until a police identification card was pushed in front of his face.
The Clued-Up Dealer switched from threatening to complaint mode and accused the yellow jacket man of “stirring me up all morning”. The yellow jacket man seemed indifferent. The Walking Man, who is an ally of the Clued-up Drug Dealer, leant over the yellow jacket man and said, “We settle these things in the park; that’s how we do it.” He spoke as much to the policeman as to the yellow jacket man.
But the policeman was there as a soup kitchen volunteer, not as an undercover operative and, anyway, it was quickly over as everyone found others places to go to.
And without the presence of the street people, the dirty front of the empty Hutt Street Centre emanated a sadness in the midst of Saturday morning dog walkers and cafe patrons retaking the street. 21 June 2016
A woman colleague of Homeless Lil around Whitmore Square said that Homeless Lil had the habit of smashing bottles on the ground then claiming she’d been attacked.
She did this to a man called Johnny. When the police took him away, she removed what she wanted from the shopping trolley containing his worldly possessions.
But the last time it didn’t work. She threw a bottle into the air and it smashed onto the ground. She called the police and blamed Johnny.
When the police arrived, they discovered Lil covered in the liquid and determined that she had thrown the bottle in the air herself.
That’s what the other woman told me. She is a reliable source. 21 June 2016
(above) Each Saturday morning, perhaps 2000 people from comfortable homes will drive hundreds of cars into the South Parklands then scream and yell while kicking around footballs. Some will be injured and require medical treatment. But it’s the dozen or so semi-literate campers in these tents, people with nothing, who fill the local residents and Adelaide City Council with fear and loathing. Why, because they scream and yell, and require medical treatment.
(above) This Adelaide City Council employee yesterday hoofs it from the South Parklands near South Terrace after taking photographs of these tents. Within days, Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese’s storm troopers will hound and torment these semi-literate campers, and eventually steal and destroy their tents and bedding.
Food Bank free Pop-Up
Food Bank has another free food morning for “those in need”. Gaynor from Food Bank said it isn’t “postcode specific”, meaning that anyone can go there.
The date is Friday 24 June from 10:00am to 12:00noon “or until all stock is distributed” so it’s best to be there at the starter bell.
The address is 46 Cowan Street, Angle Park, which is the old Parks Community Centre.
The Food Bank phone number is 8351 1136. 20 June 2016
Salvation Army Linsell Lodge at Whitmore Square
A source within the Adelaide City Council says that the Salvation Army doesn’t pay rates for its Linsell Lodge apartment building in Whitmore Square that has sat vacant for years while people live outside.
Some in the Council agree with state Shadow Minister for Housing Rachel Sanderson that certain regulations regarding rooming houses should be relaxed so that places like Linsell Lodge can be occupied. But the Labor Party Councillors and the Labor state government disagree lest the underclass end up living in sub-human residencies.
One former homeless person said not many people living outside would worry too much about the threat of asbestos. It would be the lesser of two evils. 20 June 2016
Moslems at the Magdalene
Moslem women provided the food the Saturday before last. There was an excellent soup flavoured with Indian spices followed by a lesser tomato soup and bolognaise with meat and cheese. The vegetarian version was pasta with soup poured over it, and without cheese.
James the Transvestite was there. Jesse asked him if he was alright. He said he was. Ideologically, some Moslems want to throw people like James off tall buildings. But not this crowd.
A white woman in the kitchen wore an orange garment over her head. Maybe that explained the subtle Indian spices in the soup.
Erica the Engineer was there, but she didn’t talk to Lance Armstrong and myself. Instead, she listened to a file on Lee’s phone, of him singing. Lee is an accomplished singer and guitar player and plays at hotels. He also wants to go into space.
If he does go into space via the $100,000 SpaceX flights, then returns to the soup kitchens to talk of his trip, most clients will think he took a fifty-dollar pill and dreamed he had been in space. 20 June 2016
Vince Focarelli’s free Halal soup
Vince is out of jail and has given up his motorcycle gang lifestyle after a rival gang murdered his son.
Vince has opened up a Halal restaurant at 94 Carrington Street, Adelaide, near where Card Player David lives.
He offers free soup to underclass and homeless-style people every Tuesday from 7:00pm to 7:30pm. 20 June 2016
The Magnificent Seven visit St Luke’s
The Magnificent Seven arrived for Piano Player Wayne’s Ragout at the Forever Hopeful Choir evening at St Luke’s church in Whitmore Square.
Wayne told The Magnificent Seven they couldn’t stay unless they became regular members of the choir. They left. Judith Telstra persisted and asked what would happen if she went into the kitchen and took what she wanted. “The police would require dental records to identify you,” Wayne told Mrs Telstra.
Shadow Minister for Housing Rachel Sanderson arrived with the Liberal candidate David Colovic. He’s running against Kate Ellis who is married to a 5AA shock jock named David Penberthy.
Someone took a photo of David and Piano Player Wayne holding his cat. Wayne says it was an accidental picture, but is pleased that it shows him holding the Therapy Cat at St Luke’s Church when he was kicked out of the Salvation Army for doing the same thing. Early 20 June 2016
Hutt Street Centre
Shana is back at the Hutt Street Centre. Staff banned her for one week. She lives in the parks. 19 June 2016
From the Contact Page
Grinder has cancer in case u didn't know. 19 June 2016
From the Contact Page
Name The Advisor
“Did you know Amanda Blair has her own opshop and raises funds for the Hutt st centre?
“Pretty sure you might have some time back.
“She always said she wanted to run an opshop.
“What a good stick she is.
“TTFN.” 19 June 2016
The Waiting Game
The Regretful Can Collector sat on a bench on Angus Street at 4:00pm last Tuesday. He was still there at 5:30pm. He hadn’t moved. He was waiting for a certain set of rubbish bins to put out from a certain establishment.
He said, “I can get ten to twelve dollars from them and want to be first in.” He went on to describe rubbish bins along two of the side streets, and was able to estimate what he could collect form each one of them. His knowledge of his trade never ceases to amaze me.
He said he preferred “affluent suburbs” because the worse anyone would do was ask, “What are you doing in my bin?” while in the “rougher suburbs” someone would “throw a half-filled stubby at me.” 19 June 2016
Not their kind of people
A person in the homeless scene said that big homeless charities dislike fallen middle-class clients who have retained the “power of observation and critical thinking”. The person added, “They don’t like those sort of people.” 19 June 2016
(above) Piano Player Wayne appears somewhat nervous being photographed with Liberal candidate David Colovic at the Forever Hopeful Voices choir practice. Wayne thought Beth Loveday or police detective Shaun Osborn would have had a better chance defeating Kate Ellis in the July 2 election. Shaun is regularly seen serving food to the homeless crowd outside the Hutt Street Centre on Saturday mornings. David gate-crashed the Angels of Adelaide Easter event for the homeless and did nothing except delay the serving of the meal.
(above) The empty Totally and Permanently Incapacitated veterans hostel on the corner of Hutt Street and South Terrace. When the mammoth apartment building is built over it, the new residents will pressure Adelaide Lord Mayor Martin Haese to get rid of the homeless people in the parklands across South Terrace. Will the imperative of Martin's political career overcome his innate decency to want to protect those who have lost everything? And how hard will Ian Hitch-Cox from The Hutt Street Centre advocate on behalf of those living in their cars, or under the trees?
The underhanded Frank Pangallo
According to a person at a homeless soup kitchen, Channel Seven couldn’t broadcast a story produced by Frank Pangallo because he’d illegally snuck into a family’s house through an unlocked door.
The people for whom he was producing the story were glad to see the back of him.
I know from experience that he builds up fake stories on no evidence. Yet now, strangely, I feel sorry for him. 18 June 2016
WestCare’s No. 1 client
An observer at WestCare expressed a lack of respect for David Secomb for being taken in by Mrs Judith Telstra. The observer said Mrs Telstra is treated as WestCare’s “star client” when in actuality she is an “obnoxious, greedy, dangerous woman.” 18 June 2016
Fred’s Van at Gawler Place last Tuesday
The queue of sixty-five stretched from the serving tables near the footpath back to the walkway that leads to the State Administration Centre. Another thirty people mingled closer to the Homeland Security-type building. A few others lingered in an adjoining laneway.
A normal-appearing woman was there with a normal man and their 6-year-old son. She said they got housing via the Hutt Street Centre and came to Fred’s van just once a month when money was short. She was reluctant to let Tarzan talk to her 6-year-old son. She said, “I don’t want him corrupted.”
I got there late, but they were still serving chicken wings in sauce plus the usual Tuesday white rice and meat stew. There were also bags, each containing a small Tetra pack of long-life flavoured milk, a tolerable sandwich, a stale sugary bun and a fresh banana. There was also a tray of miscellaneous pastries plus the usual cordial, tea and coffee. The amount was inadequate for such a large crowd, but the mood was happy and without a single violent incident. Even the dozen Ice users had returned to Earth, neither high nor low.
Two women from “A Helping Hand”, and Kaylon who lives outside, were distributing beanies and scarves from a large suitcase. They were happy and distributed their stuff judiciously, as if they’d been doing it for years. They instinctively understood that giving away kindness was as important as giving away their physical items.
The Right Honourable Grinder was there; he appeared deathly ill, but not back in jail as some had believed.
There were well over a hundred people there at 7:20pm yet forty minutes later there were just Lance Armstrong, Sonic and his girlfriend and myself.
Fred's Van Gawler Place (between Flinders and Wakefield Streets), Adelaide Monday to Friday at 7:00pm and on Sundays at 6:00pm. Closed Saturday. Free. 18 June 2016
Chat and Chew Port Adelaide
There weren’t enough chairs in the Chino room so servers Phil and Ross stood up instead of joining the guests for the meal. Even the table abandoned for two years after Aileen and Barry died was full. The man who used to criticise Vince Pollard for getting old has appeared unhappy since Vince died.
The bureaucrats caused the space problem by replacing a table with cabinets. The ‘No Smoking’ on the property rule killed both the sociability and dining availability of the outside tables.
A new work experience fellow on his last year of a psychology degree was there.
The meal was roast pork and roast carrots and potatoes. Dessert was a homemade concoction that resembled trifle. Everyone liked it, but after dessert was finished, the chairs were piled onto one of the tables as a hint for people to piss off as if we were simply animals to be fed.
This institutionalising regime deflects the fine efforts of Rachel the cook, another woman, Phil, Ross and Vince the Younger.
And the name is silly. Chat and Chew is a name more suitable for pre-school recess periods. Some of the guests may be of low cognitive ability, but it’s still an insulting term.
However, despite this gripe it was an enjoyable occasion. And it's becoming more popular with Rachel and her team doing the cooking.
Chat and Chew Uniting Care Wesley Port Adelaide 58 Dale Street, Port Adelaide. (entry from back gate off K-Mart parking area) 4:30 - 6:30 pm (Every second Wednesday) Free Main course, dessert, tea and coffee. No takeaways Late 17 June 2016
Last summer’s homeless count statistics
The Minister for Housing, Zoe Bettison, still hasn’t released last summer’s Adelaide CBD homeless count statistics, according to a Department of Communities and Social Inclusion employee.
This seems a corruption of public administration where taxpayer-funded welfare bureaucrats collect statistics that are not published until it suits the political and career interests of Zoe Bettison. 17 June 2016
Doctor chops off two toes from Piano Player Wayne’s foot
A doctor at the Royal Adelaide Hospital this morning chopped off two toes from Piano Player Wayne’s right foot. Surgeons had previously chopped the big toe off his left foot.
Wayne said that during a performance of the Requiem of Fauré at St Peter’s Cathedral two weeks ago, he had a terrible foreboding about his health.
Wayne said that after entering hospital last Monday, the Therapy Cat escaped from his house in Kent Town and walked to the hospital. The Charge Nurse would not let it stay so someone took it back home.
Piano Player Wayne said he might be in hospital for another week because the surgeon has cut further into his foot in an attempt to stem the spreading infection. Wayne has diabetes. 17 June 2016
Ruf Us and the Nuns
The walk from Hurtle Square confused my mind and I sat dazed and withdrawn while Brian the ex-Miner, Nicole, Shaun and AJ served hot food.
An hour later, everyone had gone except the man who sleeps on the Hutt Street Centre verandah and an Asian-Aboriginal woman wearing a rainbow blanket around her waist and holding a booming large old-style radio against her right ear. She was one of those exotic and desperate yet strangely self-reliant women who exploit their own resources rather than play the fawning lamb routine so effective with social workers.
The two of them sang along with the sad music coming from her radio and then they too had other places to go.
And in the silence within the Saturday morning traffic, it was if the muffled voices of nuns long since gone vibrated against the locked doors of the empty building. 17 June 2016
Puddle Jumpers free food in Forestville
Puddle Jumpers are a children’s charity, but they also offer free food to those “in need” on Mondays at their Forestville building.
Distribution begins at 5:00pm and theoretically runs until 7:00pm, but it is effectively “First in Best Dressed - once the food is gone it’s gone.” Up to 100 people arrive.
They also encourage donations and volunteering.
Puddle Jumpers 21 Maple Avenue, Forestville (behind Le Cornu on Anzac Highway) firstname.lastname@example.org ph 0400 999 349 Every Monday at 7:00pm except public holidays. 17 June 2016
Sue Johncock finishes up at St Bede’s
Sue finished up at St Bede’s last Wednesday. She’ll be looking after her 90-year-old mother. Doctors want to chop off Sue’s mother’s legs at the hip due to ulcers and infections that might lead to gangrene.
Sue is a qualified nurse so will ensure her mother gets decent service from doctors and the hospital. It will be a full-time job.
It was sad to see her go because she gave full attention to all diners at the Drop-in-Centre regardless of their individual cognitive abilities.
In other news, a guest stubbed his cigarette out in the middle of the outdoor plastic table after announcing he was an “Authority on nothing”.
Homeless Lil did not come back this week, but “The Most Active Volunteer” has returned to his duties.
Last Wednesday’s breakfast included cereals and milk (soy milk for Peter); yoghourt; hamburgers; toasted cheese, tomato and ham sandwiches, fresh grapes and slices of watermelon, bananas and oranges. Scones, jam and cream; three types of biscuits plus lamington slices; tea, coffee and Milo; and rice crackers to take away.
What the St Bede’s volunteers do is cater for the individual food requirements of each guest. This is exceptional service in the homeless scene.
St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre 200 Military Road, Semaphore Tuesdays and Wednesdays 8:30am - 10:30am 17 June 2016
Mrs Judith Telstra
Judith Telstra at the Salvation Army market day had staff bring a chair out for her to sit on. While she was getting a coffee, a woman with a six-month baby sat on the chair. When Judith returned, she pushed the woman and baby off the chair.
17 June 2016
We’ve all heard a politician cry “A thousand houses in a thousand days”. But what we haven’t heard is how many Housing Trust houses and units will be knocked down and the land sold over the next thousand days.
For example, the 5.2 hectare area of Housing Trust occupied semi-detached dwellings in Wooville Gardens will be knocked down then replaced with a mix of private and Housing Trust houses.
Will this result in an increase or decrease of dwellings for Housing Trust tenants? How much of this land will actually be lost to private ownership? More than one-half?
Information such as this was previously published in a government report called “Housing in Focus”, but the Rann and Weatherill South Australian governments ceased publishing these annual reports.
“Housing in Focus” also told how many new tenancies were offered each year and who was getting them? Today, it’s all a secret, and we can only rely on anecdotal evidence by people observing their new neighbours moving in, or of houses and flats left empty for months, even years.
What we can’t rely on are the lies and misrepresentations by South Australian state government politicians.
This is how our democracy has become a non-democracy. These thieves have stolen it from us. 17 June 2016
(above) Wet bedding and clothing below Homo Hill. It might have been stashed by the owner then examined by an intruder who left it open to the rain. The lack of safe storage of bedding during the day results in a huge waste of donated bedding.
Last Tuesday, a man in Rundle Mall sat in a doorway with a cardboard sign in front of him. The begging sign included the word, “Homeless”. He appeared suspiciously like Dave from Holden Hill. There was a donation container in front of him. I’ve never seen him in the Adelaide homeless scene.
Another man sat in a doorway in King William Street. He had a nearly identical “Homeless” cardboard sign as the Rundle Mall man. This man lifted 20-cent coins from his donation hat then dropped them back while chanting, “I’m hungry; I’m hungry.” I have never seen him in Adelaide’s homeless scene.
Both men’s signs appeared identical to those left at Menary’s abandoned campsite near the West Terrace cemetery. They all appeared manufactured by the same person. 16 June 2016
Last week at Fred’s Van
“The Face” got a shock one cold night last week when a mob of bedraggled souls surrounded The Ghost’s ute. The Ghost said they could take as many drinks as they wanted for ten cents a can, which is the redeemable amount for the empty cans at the recyclers, or they could transfer the Fanta and other drinks into their own containers without charge providing they threw the cans back on the ute.
The Face said some had trouble finding two five-cent pieces to buy one drink. He said he’d never seen in his life such a wretched group of human beings. 16 June 2016
An elderly woman watched Grinder for some years after hearing frightening stories about him. One day, he brought an injured bird into the Hutt Street Centre and took care of it.
She said: “That’s his upbringing.” 16 June 2016
Wheelchair can collector
A black skinned man outside the Port Adelaide library crushed a ten-cent deposit Coke can with his hand against a bar of his wheelchair yesterday. He had trouble twisting his body to put the can in a bag hanging from the back. There was a bright pink ulcer on his left leg; his right leg was missing from the knee. 16 June 2016
Andrew was back after having spent two weeks in Las Vegas and San Diego.
Terry the Christian was back after getting both his knees reconstructed.
Warren has recovered after falling in his bathtub at the Kingslea Apartments where Steve and Kylie were killed in January. Another tenant, Walter, is trying desperately to escape the apartments due to “so many people out of their minds”.
Robert was wearing his brother’s jacket with pride. His brother died of lung cancer last fortnight.
Adam the Preacher has been away due to the death of a relative. His health is delicate, anyway, but he’s a lucky man to work at a job where he’s allowed to be nice, and get paid for it.
Mair made the vegetarian soup that tasted so good I accused them of putting meat in it.
Another volunteer’s Dad made the minestrone soup that did contain meat.
Numbers of diners have been low for the past four or five weeks.
The homeless man who sometimes stays in his car and misses the meal is renting a room next week. He’s had a difficult couple of years, but is feeling much more optimistic.
The takeaway food room had huge amounts of bread baked the day before. It included olive and parmesan bread. The amounts of vegetables were reasonable.
There were two new women diners plus one new woman volunteer plus a prospective volunteer.
Sarah brought some laundry for the Orange Sky Laundry. I still can’t see the point of the laundry truck that parks in front of the church on Jetty Road, Glenelg. It would humiliate all, but the most hardened homeless person though I would have used it if it had existed during my ten years of living outside.
16 June 2016
David Colovic’s missing $300,000
Insolvency lawyer David Colovic’s implied promise to send $300,000 to Liberal Party headquarters is looking less firm. The promise was dependent on the preselection meeting in Norwood Town Hall choosing him to challenge Kate Ellis for the federal seat of Adelaide.
However, the promise has been revised to mean that certain potential donors had pledged that money if he were preselected. But with less than three weeks before the election, and little money forthcoming, these pledges look more dependent on him winning a seat in parliament rather than actually helping him win. These so-called donors will not risk backing a loser, which he is on track to become. 15 June 2016
(above) A gloomy week of rain followed by a clear day then a 3C degree June night in the Adelaide Parklands. Homeless campers rarely make their camps comfortable because the Adelaide City Council classes this as "Defensive Architecture" and destroys it. This results in a disgusting wastage of often high quality donated bedding.
Big Ron praises hairdresser
Big Ron said Danielle doesn’t simply cut hair, but washes and blow dries it. Offering her skill without pay is her gift to the underclass and homeless. Salvation Army, 277 Pirie Street, Adelaide Entry from back door 4:30pm to 7:30pm every Wednesday 15 June 2016
A man’s sharp voice rang through the crisp morning air complaining that the first thing Shana said to him was: “You got a smoke?” Another said Shana had been in a “Bitch Fight” with Kelly, Gibbo and maybe even Robyn.
Two guests, one from Crazy Cottage, shouted at a man wearing a blue jacket and a small backpack who pushed his way into the queue. An Aboriginal man did the same.
The big crowd waiting at 8:30am as two Christadelphian men fried ham, eggs, sausages, onions and hamburger meat on two barbecues underneath a big tree in Hurtle Square. Two women and a man served coffee and orange juice from two long tables.
Once the sizzling meat was served, all the problems of the world were forgotten.
An Armageddon man handed out containers of Sanitarium Up And Go drink with a Best-By date in 2017. They don’t believe in out-of-date stuff from Food Bank. 15 June 2016
(above) The Baby Faced Derelict and other Can Collectors have withdrawn from Homo Hill near Beaumont Road in the South Parklands. It is currently used on the weekends by children on bicycles.
Frankenstein’s Dad dies
Frankenstein recently cleaned up his father’s house that is up for sale. His father died and left everything to a woman in the Philippines.
She came to Australia for three months then disappeared. Frankenstein’s father never saw her again.
Another older man is in a similar situation. He is rich, but was so lonely he went to the Philippines and got married to a woman half his age. She refused sex during the two weeks after their marriage, and then she disappeared.
They exchange text messages occasionally and he sends her small amounts of money.
He is vaguely concerned that she will be his beneficiary upon his death ― and that is not too far off ― so is attempting to get a divorce in the Philippines, but does not know how to go about it. 13 June 2016
(above) Not everyone is sensitive to the fact that those who sleep in Adelaide's South Parklands are disturbed every Saturday morning by the invasion of over a thousand noisy athletes.
Word on the street
The Right Honourable Grinder said to be back in jail. The Street Fighting Woman also believed to be in the slammer. 13 June 2016
Police spill blood at Salvation Army
According to a witness, the man walked into the Salvation Army atrium with his dog. A volunteer confronted him and motioned to grab the animal and put it outside. The man told the volunteer not to touch his dog. When the man was outside, staff locked the door so he pounded on the glass. The Army called the police. They arrived. The man resisted.
A second witness said the police “pushed his face into the bitumen” and when they dragged him up, blood poured down the side of his head. Someone said he lives on the footpath on Gawler Place.
Volunteers handed out five-kilogram bags of carrots, potatoes and oranges in the free food room.
Barista coffee was again served from inside the cafe because the verandah was kept empty to discourage the “Ice” dealers and users.
It was a quiet evening without excessive noise. There were three tables being used for card playing. Two people played scrabble. (Why do certain people not want to play Scrabble then hover around the table recommending words?) The ping-pong table was not set up because one-half of the Benson Room was being used for sleeping while someone else slept in the free food room.
The woman who three weeks ago sprayed into the air a substance that made a man vomit now dangled a small pair of sewing scissors from her neck. She did a symbolic judo chop over the head of “The Man on the Street.”
Three ex-Catherine House women sat at one table. One said that going there was the best thing she ever did. She said that doctors had told her there was nothing wrong with her, but at Catherine House, she got everything she needed, and has now graduated to other accommodation.
The atrium and cafe were closed at 11:00pm. A thick portable wall divided the Benson Room that allowed overnight people to sleep on one side, and Card Player David to play cards on the other side.
However, the amount of sleepers did not account for those expelled from the Congress Hall verandah, or from the St Luke’s courtyard, or from the back of the Pilgrim Church. They had dispersed.
While passing a closed cafe at Victoria Square about 1:00am, a shaven-headed Jesse raised himself from his bedding on the concrete footpath looked around. 13 June 2016
Knife at soup kitchen
A popular character, but often jittery with suddenly swinging arms arrived at a night soup kitchen with a knife in his hand. Even his friends stood when he approached to remove their faces as far as possible from the twitching hand carrying the knife.
There was, as always, a degree of humour in a potentially tragic situation. 12 June 2016
St Bede’s looking for two good volunteers
Sue Johncock is retiring this week from St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre at Semaphore. She worked as a nurse most of her life then joined St Bede’s as an unpaid worker. She works more effectively than nearly every paid bureaucrat in Adelaide.
St Bede’s has always had a small number of superior volunteers who know their roles perfectly, and support each other during incidents.
The work period ranges from 7:00am to 11:00am on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.
St Bede’s Drop in Centre St Bede’s Anglican Church Hall 200 Military Road, Semaphore Free Breakfast 8:30 - 10:30am Mondays and Tuesdays Posted 12 June 2016
The Rabbit, The Face and The Ghost
The Rabbit and his wife lived back of Coca Cola in Thebarton. His wife rationed the drugs. She gave The Rabbit “one line” then forced him to collect cans to earn money for the next “line”. This routine controlled the excesses of The Rabbit’s drug addiction, that is, until his wife died. That’s when The Rabbit went out of control.
The Face remembers during his can collecting days when The Rabbit ran up to him in Bonython Park and screamed for him to get out of his territory. The Face doesn’t back down from thugs, but was still unnerved at The Rabbit’s ferocity as he kept jabbing his finger at him while screaming, “I’ll kill you”.
The Face has since left the game. The Rabbit has mellowed so when he cannot get drugs for lack of money, he sleeps under a bush for a week, sometimes in the rain, waiting for his next pension payment. When he is “back on the gear” he will work throughout consecutive nights, collecting cans, hardly sleeping at all until the next crash when he will return to hibernate under the bushes.
The Rabbit remains relatively coherent and is no longer violent; he’s also respected in the homeless scene for his tenacity. That’s why The Ghost gave him a crate of Fanta last week.
The Ghost does things like that. He sold a Falcon to a man who drove off without paying. Another man stayed at his house then stole another car that he drove back to the APY lands. The Ghost lends money to people who never pay him back, such as Bluey and Frankenstein.
Few in the homeless scene are what they appear to be. It takes years to understand the motives behind their modus operandi. 12 June 2016
Strange mood at St Bede’s
Homeless Lil certainly upset the mood last Tuesday. No one was ready for such nastiness. Her threats and unpleasantness made people uneasy because they do not understand her behaviour is partially a syndrome of living outside. The other reason is that Lil is just plain nasty.
After The Most Active Volunteer walked out, Anna said she was not feeling well, and she went home. That was two volunteers down.
John Baulderstone was seen walking away from St Bede’s, down Semaphore Road towards the Port River, past the fat guy who has walked around Port Adelaide for ten years, sweeping dirt from the footpaths even though he’s not working for anyone.
Wayne from the hostel arrived with his hand in a glove from the hospital; his arm and stomach were bandaged, and his right arm was in a sling. He had been re-filling a butane lighter when it exploded.
Liam pestered the free hairdresser, Trish Davids: he wanted her to buy a bag of nuts and a bra from him. She showed little interest.
Then P**** mimicked Romelo, the deaf man who cannot speak. P**** is always ultra-defensive and nearly every friendly approach results in an angry outburst.
Then J-Net and Sue J. appeared to be crying: Sue is leaving next week.
Even the Preacher seemed pale. 12 June 2016
(above) Frantastic's life hasn't been the same since she went dancing with Jungle Phillips.
(above) Painter Jungle Phillips is the naivest version of the painter character in Joyce Cary's "The Horses Mouth". Rather than hiding from the horrors of his past, Jungle challenges them head on with a courage few can perceive.
Munno Para Life Church free food
The man on the invalid scooter arrived an hour early. Another dozen customers arrived in elderly cars. Nearly everyone was dressed like me: in not perfectly fitting dark coloured clothing. The mood was optimistic even when we talked about Disability Support Payments (DSP).
One woman said a friend had terminal spinal cancer with one kidney already gone. She said he couldn’t get DSP because Centrelink said he wasn’t sick enough. Another person said a friend had three strokes and couldn’t get DSP.
A man living in a group of Housing Trust units said he’s refused to pay his portion of the excess water bill. He says the other tenants are Home Detention people who water their grass by hand all through the night. He said it might be part of their therapy program.
A man gave out numbers in order of arrival. When we went inside, five people at a time went up to the tables. He asked how many people in the household. I got good bread, low quality tomatoes, corn, sprouts and capsicums; good potatoes and lettuce; excellent asparagus and a wedge of gorgonzala dolce pdo cheese.
There were little more than twenty customers on Thursday morning. The servers included Jamie, who is the old man who began the Life Church free food program, and Michael, and five others. An extremely Irish-looking woman with good teeth served coffee and cake.
The Life Church is an independent Christian church in Munno Para that occupies a small abandoned shopping centre next to a school. The Church has a Cry Room, and a big Cross.
They also have another church in Mawson Lakes.
1 Karri Street, Munno Para (between Elizabeth and Gawler) Thursdays 11:00am - 12:00pm Saturdays 10:00am - 11:00am Health Care Card or a good story required
11 June 2016
Salvos make verandah a no-go zone
Chairs weren’t set up on the front verandah at Pirie Street last Saturday afternoon. The side door from the inner cafe was kept shut. The expected overflow into the building was eased by using the free food room as an extra dining room. At 8:00pm the cafe shutter stayed down and the barista coffee was served via the inner cafe.
Rumour amongst the guests was that the Army was trying to stop the crystal meth dealers from operating on the verandah. The Spy Camera apparently had no effect on their behaviour.
The swags had previously been a problem until Army Command stopped homeless people camping there. That was about the time Homeless Helen got her eye socket broken.
Steven Smith, Homeless Helen and others arrived at 10:00pm last Saturday. Steven was pulling his wheeled suitcase. Helen said she hadn’t had the surgery on her busted eye socket; she said it was probably too late, now. She said that all she can do these days is to sit in frozen time, unable to do anything.
It was dark on the verandah and she wore a hood, but from what I could see, her eye had healed well. That seemed a minor miracle.
From Saturday 11 June, tonight, homeless people will be able to sleep at Congress Hall in the Benson Room. Sharkatax and others will sit outside the doorway all night. A small breakfast will be served when guests awaken on Sunday morning.
It isn’t clear if non-sleeping guests will be permitted to stay all night. Card Player David likes to play cards well after midnight. 11 June 2016
Former Crazy Cottage tenant murder trial
Luke Ford, 29, was in court last week facing a charge of murdering Robert Fitzgerald, 53, at Crazy Cottage, next door to Angry Cottage, in October 2014.
Ford’s defence lawyer said his client had been defending himself against Robert Fitzgerald who had lunged at him with a pair of scissors, which mysteriously disappeared
The trial will continue 10 June 2016
Piano Player Wayne was reportedly seen at the Hindmarsh Hotel talking to Angus Redford QC and Terry Cameron. 10 June 2016
Free English Stilton
I got there at 11:45am and it was too late. This was despite their advertised opening time being from 11:30am to 12:00noon. Nearly everything had gone except some decent Foodland Bread, a few rotten tomatoes and two excellent wedges of English Stilton cheese.
It is best to arrive at 11:00am, long before they officially open. It’s best to arrive at most free food joints long before their opening times. Seventh Day Adventist Church 20 Peterswool Road, Elizabeth Park Mondays and Thursdays 11:30am to 12:00noon (best to get there at 11:00am) Free fruit, vegetables, bread and pastry products. Friendly people who haven’t become jaded. 10 June 2016
Ruf Us response to Hutt Street Centre’s frequent closures to homeless people while paid staff remain inside the building
“Ruf Us Charitable Trust, entirely run by volunteers, has therefore endeavoured to fill this gap with home cooked meals, water, clothes, socks, shoes. scarves, beanies, gloves, shampoo, conditioner, soap, toothpaste, tooth brushes, body lotion, razors, shaving cream, fruit, biscuits, canned items, blankets, sleeping bags, towels, underwear, and anything else we have donated [to us] to assist.” Aileen “AJ” Jefferis 8 June 2016 Posted 10 June 2016
Salvo hairdresser improving
The new volunteer hairdresser at the Salvation Army in Pirie Street on Wednesdays is improving.
After not arriving on her first Wednesday, she improved on her second week by actually turning up. Sadly, this was too late for most of her prospective clients who had gone home. She does, however, have a reputation for quality involvement. 10 June 2016
New Group helping Fred’s Van at Gawler Place
A new group named, “A Helping Hand” will be at Fred’s Van in Gawler Place next Tuesday. They will offer warm clothes, blankets, toiletries, sandwiches and whatever else they can get. They hope to be at Fred’s Van every Tuesday at 7:00pm.
Fred’s Van Gawler Place, Adelaide (between Flinders and Wakefield Streets) Monday to Friday 7:00pm Sunday 6:00pm No Fred’s Van on Saturdays at Gawler Place 10 June 2016
Market Day at the Salvation Army
Freshly squeeze juice and hot chocolate and doughnuts were served to those waiting in the queue. The number of those waiting was less than usual. Most of the Crony Gang no longer bother with Market Day. Mrs Telstra restrained herself to one visit down the queue while giving the occasional foreigner her most malevolent gaze.
The trucks arrived without enough food so Army volunteers went out and bought some. The herrings, sardines and baked beans appeared to have been purchased.
The tomatoes were fermented; bags of singular grapes, some tasting of vinegar, gave the impression they’d been separated because some in the bunch had been rotten. The oranges ranged from good to sub-optimal while the apples, potatoes and chicory were excellent. The bread was less fresh than usual. The elderly Tim Tams were plentiful and there was a reasonable supply of soft drinks and chips. There were special bags held behind the tables for those with families.
Three humorous Nepalese-looking girls followed me in the queue. They were very greedy, like little kids. An Oriental-looking man scorned another Oriental-looking man for not being able to speak English. He also complained about Arabs. He said they come here, go on welfare then want to shoot us. He said he had worked and paid taxes for fifteen years and agreed with Peter Dutton and was going to vote Liberal. He also liked the idea of sinking the refugee boats.
The Salvation Army Equity Queen wasn’t buying his idea and said the refugees were escaping being shot at. The Oriental-looking man thanked the Equity Queen for the food, but she said it came from God.
The coffee was good as always. And no one went crazy. 10 June 2016
Homeless Lil hits St Bede’s like a bombshell
Dressed in her high visibility coat, Old Lil pushed her overladen Rat into the St Bede’s Drop-in-Centre driveway. Within 30 seconds she was having a raging argument with “The Most Active Volunteer” who shouted back at her, and threatened to have her expelled for rude behaviour. Homeless Lil told him he’d shoved her and The Rat, but the truth was that she had blocked the doorway with her walking frame covered with blankets and bags.
Incredibly, The Most Active Volunteer was off the property within five minutes.
Lil made her way slowly through the dining room then into the hall where she sat against the stage until someone delivered her a plate of ham and cheese sandwiches. She ate the insides then as if finding the lightly toasted bread repugnant, flung the slices back onto the plate.
After helping herself to free clothing and blankets that Trish Davids, the free hairdresser had brought in 20 minutes earlier, she spotted Trish’s dog sitting quietly in a basket. “Animals aren’t allowed in here,” Homeless Lil snarled with righteous anger, then sought out Jill Rivers, the convenor, to lodge a complaint. Jill said animals were allowed in the hall providing they entered through the outer hall door, and not through the dining room.
Lil retreated back to the stage where she spent the next 30 minutes talking to herself, laughing at the fools she was forced to put up with.
Eventually, she made her way back through the dining room to the outside smoking area. She sat across the table and stared at an enthralled Romelo while criticising the world in the most unforgiving manner. And perhaps somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered why the deaf man listened so attentively.
Homeless Lil’s behaviour is consistent with many people living outside. She lived in the laneway off Sturt Street that leads to the courtyard doors of St Luke’s church mission at Whitmore Square. This thin woman in her late fifties with missing front teeth has been threatened and scorned and ordered off properties so many times that she has adopted the ferocity of an animal.
It takes a long time living in a safe environment for a person to relapse back into the docile welfare-style personality, but for Homeless Lil it is too late. She’s been out in the cold too long, and reverting to any semblance of a docile welfare personality is for her, impossible.
Homeless Lil has moved to Semaphore and will spend the winter sleeping outside, and will patronise St Bede’s regularly.
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 St Bede’s Church also hosts Fred’s Van on Sundays at 6:00pm 9 June 2016
Piano Player Wayne re-badges the Therapy Cat
Wayne has given the Therapy Cat a new name: The White Tarantula.
But he denies putting pictures on his walls of Salvation Army volunteers he dislikes and teaching the ex-Therapy Cat to scratch them.
But why does he wander about his house muttering: “Tarantula, tarantula, she’s fluffy and white, and knows who to bite.” 9 June 2016
(above) Linsell Lodge at Whitmore Square in Adelaide has sat empty for years and for which its owner, the Salvation Army, reputedly pays $600 a week Council rates. It remains unoccupied, according to a reliable source, due to asbestos and unstable balconies.
(above) While homeless people sleep in the rain under this tree, the Salvation Army's Linsell Lodge in Adelaide - seen in the background - remains empty, year after year.
The Return of Frank
Back in 2001, Frank had a cure for senility: it was cider vinegar. He needed the cure.
Frank reappeared last week at the Rapid Relief Team lunch in Port Adelaide where he recanted his vinegar beliefs. His new belief is that eating cereals and flesh are the cause of humanity’s problems. He says the only way to go is by living on fruit. He said we should eat flesh only “if it’s for nix”, as he returned with a free hamburger from the Plymouth Brethren serving table.
His life has been smooth apart from a neighbour getting an intervention order against him. For transport, he gets around on an elderly single geared bicycle. And his forgetfulness has neither improved nor become worse: he remembers he was born in 1923, but can’t determine what age that makes him.
That’s Frank. If only the rest of us could fare as well. 9 June 2016
The new Salvo singing group
Piano Player Wayne says that Congress Hall in Pirie Street is rustling up another singing group to impress The General who visits Adelaide in a few months. He said they shouldn’t have thrown out Rosalie Turner. The Salvos deny throwing her out.
The new singing group will form in early July. 9 June 2016
Vitamin Derelict’s brother ends up in the Fulham Funerals fridge
As Executor of his brother’s estate, the Vitamin Derelict was amazed to discover that Fulham Funerals had taken possession of his brother’s body from the morgue.
The Derelict had attempted for two months to get it from the Forensic Science Centre in Divett Place, Adelaide so he could have it cremated. He planned to back his station wagon into the laneway and load it up from there.
They resisted so he engaged a registered and insured cremation business near Gawler to pick it up, but somehow it ended up in the fridge of Fulham Funerals.
The delay with releasing the body initially might have come about because the Vitamin Derelict’s brother left everything to his granddaughter, providing she reaches the age of 30 without becoming a drug addict, alcoholic or gambling addict.
But the granddaughter’s mother is claiming the estate saying her father should have made provisions for her, which could now exclude the granddaughter.
But how did the body end up inside the Fulham Funerals fridge? That’s what the Vitamin Derelict asked the Forensic Science Centre, but got no answer. What is clear is that his brother’s estate will get a huge bill from Fulham Funerals. Late 8 June 2016
The night Emma Hines turned blue
“We were on the way to Ashford, but stopped off for some heroin. Emma had half, no more, then her head fell back, her mouth opened like this, and she turned blue.
“******* reached into her pocket. He was worried his fingerprints were on the fit. That’s when I started hating him. He didn’t care about Emma.
“We called an ambulance. That’s why I don’t think Emma did it. Her reaction, she wasn’t into it if half could do that to her, oh, three years ago.”
Late 8 June 2016
Zoo animal gets better dentistry than homeless people
A Chinese Panda bear at the Adelaide Zoo broke a tooth yesterday so the zoo flew in a dentist from Melbourne. 8 June 2016
Mr Ian Hitch-Cox from the Hutt Street Centre was on ABC radio this morning saying how the numbers of homeless people seeking help had risen greatly compared with the same period last year. He says this every year. An hour later, an employee named Danielle went through the same routine on 5AA.
Many people at this very moment are huddled outside in the rain so why not keep the Hutt Street Centre open until the last salaried employees have left for the day at 5:00pm? Why not do this every day? Why not let people use the showers and washing machines and driers until the end of the day? Why close the joint at 1:00pm when the employees stay inside with the heaters ticking over while the homeless people are outside? Why carry on with silly activity sessions for people who live in units and houses when the real homeless people have been kicked out?
Ian Hitch-Cox has the interests of the desperate at heart, but is being torn apart by government policies.
8 June 2016
Latest round of Centrelink’s appeal against successful appeal by homeless man
The 62-year-old New Zealand man has lived in his van on South Terrace since mid-2015. He went to a hearing with the higher level tribunal that will determine if he is paid the Disability Support Pension.
He won the first appeal against Centrelink in the Social Security Appeals Tribunal, but they are appealing his appeal. This is very rare. The man lodged his DSP application forms in August 2015.
He was born in England then brought to Australia as a child, but through a quirk of family history was taken to New Zealand as a teenager then made the mistake of becoming an NZ citizen. He has lived most of his life in Australia.
Through a semi-reciprocal agreement between the governments, he can collect DSP and Aged Pension here, but not NewStart.
The following may not be completely accurate, but it appears that the head of this higher level tribunal is called “The Mediator”. In the most recent hearing, this Mediator reminded the Centrelink lawyer that a precedent had already been set in a similar case. The Mediator asked if Centrelink would agree to the outcome of that case. The Centrelink lawyer said they probably would.
The New Zealand man said that case had gone in favour of the applicant.
Meanwhile, Centrelink has begun making payments to the man who is reluctant to spend the money in case he loses the case, and therefore has to pay the money back.
This old man living in his van says one of his legs has begun shaking at night similarly to his right arm that shakes wildly most of the time. He’s also had a number of heart attacks, but it’s the degeneration of his spine that is the basis of his DSP claim.
Meanwhile, he continues to live in his van on South Terrace, without complaint though sometimes the despair is evident.
8 June 2016
Life Christian Centre at Fred’s Van
Last Friday evening, a young tribal Aboriginal woman was somewhat off her head while a man yelled at the ultra-thin white woman with dyed hair who was sitting against that Homeland Security-style building near where Emma used to sit with her head resting against her raised knees.
The Eskimo woman was there with another thin, small brown-skinned woman who might have been Linda-from-the-tent, but probably not. Frenchy was there, also. He’s been around since the days of the Wright Court Day Centre and maybe even The Crypt, as long as The Walking Man.
The Fred’s Van mob gave The Man formerly known as the Drug Addict a brand new blanket. The Man sleeps outside these days: he said his flat of many years has too many bad memories.
The Life Christian Centre volunteers do better sandwiches on Mondays and Fridays than the St Vincent de Paul mob on the other evenings. They spread the margarine more carefully so that the tomatoes don’t soak the bread.
Last Friday, Life Christian Centre served ham sandwiches and cheese sandwiches both with lettuce and tomatoes. Also, they served sausages on bread with sauce, sugary buns, oranges, soup in deep Styrofoam bowls, tea and coffee and other stuff I missed. 8 June 2016
Rachel Sanders not up to speed
Shadow Minister for Housing, Rachel Sanders said on ABC radio 891 last week that it takes up to ten years on Category 3 to get a place.
That isn’t quite true. I’ve been on Category 3 since 1998 and Category 2 since 2001. Category three has been dead for years. Even Category 2 is essentially not moving.
For 15 years I’ve heard Housing Trust employees tell people applying for Category 3 not to bother. They told prospective customers that it was useless to go on the waiting list unless they qualified for Category 2.
And being homeless isn’t considered that relevant. Houses and units are kept “refugee ready”, “domestic violence victim ready” and “getting out of jail ready” and “let’s keep units empty for no identifiable reason ready”.
7 June 2016
Salvos allegedly pay $600 a week Council rates for empty building
It is alleged that Linsell Lodge is owned by the Salvation Army and that it costs $600 a week in Adelaide City Council rates. According to one uncorroborated source, it’s been empty for years due to asbestos and unsafe balconies. This source claims the Army can’t afford to repair it and that knocking it down will cost between one and two millions dollars due to the asbestos.
So, it’s left in limbo.
Old people used to live there.
Shadow Minister for Housing Rachel Sanderson wants to lower the standards required by landlords to rent rooms and flats.
It’s possible that if this were to occur, then Linsell Lodge could once again be inhabited, for better or for worse. 7 June 2016
Low numbers at Christadelphian Saturday evening soup kitchen
Just five people turned up for soup and buns. The Christadelphians didn’t know that on Saturdays they were in competition with the Magdalene in Moore Street and Do Unto Others in Pirie Street. Even Fred’s Van and the Romero Soup Van have been knocked out of the game on Saturdays.
Of us five, two were an Aboriginal man and woman living outside. She had an injured foot and has the dressing changed each week.
Laurence was also there. He lives outside year after year because he can’t get the dole and won’t apply for DSP so he’s waiting until he’s 65 to get the Aged Pension. He spends much of his time reading the Bible. When asked if he wanted anything, he said he needed a sleeping bag so a Christadelphian woman got him one.
Kenneth from WestCare was also there.
There were about 20 Christadelphians including fresh-faced teenagers who were happy and positive and offered us bags of stuff, but we showed little interest. Christadelphians don’t believe in the devil so expect a pleasant transition when they die.
The atmosphere was a little intimidating with so many non-underclass people watching us few underclass.
They’re revising their next soup kitchen, which was disappointing for them. However, their Armageddon Barbecue in Hurtle Square every Saturday at 8:30am is a winner in its timeslot.
7 June 2016 Note: Every fourth Saturday of the month at 8:30am the Armageddon Barbecue is in front of the Christadelphian Hall in Halifax Street, just west of Hurtle Square.
Magdalene in Moore Street
Father Christmas raised eyebrows when he went around the tables grabbing fruit from the bowls. Someone referred to him as Father X-Mouse.
Rob from Elizabeth said the Magdalene served the best meals of any derelict joint. He added that his Mum bangs pots on the table when it rains and thunders.
The Magdalene served a chicken stew, but I took the vegetables only. Later, a young server came up to my table and said they’d discovered some vegetarian food in the fridge and could quickly heat it up. When speaking, she lowered herself to my height rather than stand over me.
I didn’t see James the Transvestite, but his nemesis, Team Leader Jesse, was there.
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. 7 June 2016
(above) Another rainy night; another empty homeless joint. Admittedly, WestCare faces constant opposition from residents when they want to build accommodation blocks, but couldn't a chink be left in the Yatala-style silver gates so a few old folk could sleep in the courtyard.
(above) The campers have once again been expelled from behind the Pilgrim Church in Flinders Street, Adelaide so some have moved to the side of the church building. It has been a place of refuge for so long that they can't believe the times have changed. However, the church still operates the free coffee lounge.
Cos We Care at Elizabeth
The food on display was top quality. Les was there: he’s lived outside for two years.
Another man living outside was unravelling a new swag he’d got via Anglicare. It’s the smaller model that fits into a black plastic bag and less obvious than the huge swags people in the city lug about. Both he and Les were in remarkably good spirits.
Every first Sunday at South Terrace a group called “Essentials for Women” delivers feminine hygiene and other items for women. Men get thongs for their feet.
Cos We Care donated 1400 packets of Peckish Rice Crackers to St Bede’s in Semaphore.
Cos We Care Saturdays 8:00 - 9:00am at Carpark No 1 at Fremont Park, Yorktown Road, Elizabeth Sundays 7:30 - 8:30am on South Terrace near Hutt Street, Adelaide 6 June 2016
“Be Strong; be beautiful; be kind”
This was written in chalk on the concrete under the Pilgrim Church back verandah where the homeless crowd used to sleep. 6 June 2016
From the Contact Page Comment
“Analysing photographs to determine if RelationshipsSA is promoting a sexual agenda? Are you for real? What a crock of shit! Do you need different meds?
From Neddy Nutjob 6 June 2016
Another bad one
********’s face showed signs of recent surgical micro-stitching; her fingers were red from abrasions.
“Another bad one,” she said at the Salvation Army Market Day on Pirie Street then described how her ex-boyfriend smashed up her flat as well as her.
She was in shock and masked her unhappiness with her trademark exuberant personality. 6 June 2016
The Face remembers Dagger Dave
After The Face’s work career ended, he collected cans from rubbish bins. He owned his house, but couldn’t face the humiliation of doing fake courses with the Job Network joints.
Now, on the Aged Pension, he misses those days of desperation collecting cans so that each evening he could buy the ingredients for a decent meal and maybe a bottle of stout.
He also remembers Dagger Dave, an alcoholic who never washed or changed his clothing even after pissing his pants and sleeping in his vomit.
Dave was dragged to a hospital for an enforced shower. They brushed away the debris then held him down while they washed his body.
The old men and women at Fred’s Van remember Dagger Dave, but can’t imagine he’d still be alive.
6 June 2016
WestCare Sorry Day
The food was free at WestCare Sorry Day last week. They served popcorn, fairy floss, kangaroo and reportedly, kangaroo tail.
The WestCare white fella joint did better than that huge Sorry Day scam in Victoria Square.
The Baptist Church has a long history of working in outback black fella communities.
6 June 2016
Forever Hopeful Voices Choir gate crashers
Shadow Minister for Housing, Rachel Sanderson is dining with the Forever Hopeful Voices Choir at St Luke’s this Monday evening. She’s bringing insolvency lawyer and political candidate David Colovic with her.
Piano Player Wayne is preparing Ragout which is simmered meat with tomatoes, asparagus, spinach, mushrooms, garlic, and onions caramelised in macadamia oil. This will be served with fettuccine and parmesan sourced from a cheese maker in the Hills. 5 June 2016
Ruf Us on Saturday
The Man-on-the-Street said he sourced 90kgs of Snakes from a rubbish bin.
Big Ron told his doctor: “For chrissakes, find out what’s wrong with me heart so I can get peace of mind.” Big Ron worked for 48 years.
AJ gave an armful of quilts to the man with two black eyes who lives behind the rubbish bins at some nearby flats. “Be careful, there are dangerous people about,” someone told the man who replied, “It’s not that.”
John from New Zealand said one of his legs has begun shaking though not as bad as his shaking hand.
AJ has got her Ph. d in physiotherapy. She is now Dr Aileen “AJ” Jefferis, mother of Trent the genial derelict.
A guest complained about skim milk for the coffee. Posted 5 June 2016