2nd February
It's been bucketting rain all day and into the night, far too heavy to even attempt going out on the scooter, I can waterproof the control pad with plastic bags to a certain extent, but horizontal rain can get through anything. I at least have four walls with a reasonable roof above me in which to shelter, the street folk will be having difficulty finding somewhere dry. Most prefer sheltering in drains, but there will be no shelter found in them tonight, the rain is widespread, affecting most suburbs of Melbourne. Hopefully there won't be too many caught and unable to escape the torrent flowing through them.
Last night, too was a wet one, I didn't see many of the street folk at all during the short period I was out. Today I'm busy baking some filled rolls to take out to them after I've been to my doctor's. I'll be around earlier than normal, but I'm sure the street folk won't mind, they'll find me in any case. The rain is a blessing for farmers and water storage, but it increases the difficulties faced in the everyday lives of the street folk.
The homeless among them who are sheltering in their cars face even more difficulties, there are a few with children, and keeping young children confined in a relatively small space tests the patience of even the most loving parent/s. When I think of the ones who have been denied emergency accommodation because they either have too many children to live in a 2 bedroom house (apparently the authorities can't accept the fact that boys and girls can actually share the same bedroom, if the age difference is too wide, then the children can have the bedrooms and the adult/s can sleep in the lounge); or there are internal stairs and it is unsafe to allow children under 5 to live there (have they never heard of stair gates?). So, instead of these families having decent accommodation they are forced to live on the streets, if they're lucky they have their cars for shelter of sorts, if not, then they join the other homeless, searching for what little is available in the way of squats. I learnt long ago that authorities cannot be reasonned with, rules are rules, no matter what.
Well I guess I've vented enough for now, til tomorrow. God bless.
Last night, too was a wet one, I didn't see many of the street folk at all during the short period I was out. Today I'm busy baking some filled rolls to take out to them after I've been to my doctor's. I'll be around earlier than normal, but I'm sure the street folk won't mind, they'll find me in any case. The rain is a blessing for farmers and water storage, but it increases the difficulties faced in the everyday lives of the street folk.
The homeless among them who are sheltering in their cars face even more difficulties, there are a few with children, and keeping young children confined in a relatively small space tests the patience of even the most loving parent/s. When I think of the ones who have been denied emergency accommodation because they either have too many children to live in a 2 bedroom house (apparently the authorities can't accept the fact that boys and girls can actually share the same bedroom, if the age difference is too wide, then the children can have the bedrooms and the adult/s can sleep in the lounge); or there are internal stairs and it is unsafe to allow children under 5 to live there (have they never heard of stair gates?). So, instead of these families having decent accommodation they are forced to live on the streets, if they're lucky they have their cars for shelter of sorts, if not, then they join the other homeless, searching for what little is available in the way of squats. I learnt long ago that authorities cannot be reasonned with, rules are rules, no matter what.
Well I guess I've vented enough for now, til tomorrow. God bless.
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