26 March, 2026 05:45

Under covers in bed at the hospital carpark and frightened. I’m definitely not doing well at the moment. Bad dreams again didn’t help.

Tomorrow it’ll be cold and wet, starting today depending, and I have nowhere to go. No shelter.
I just cant think of anywhere. I don’t want to go back to the coast and get in the Moruya cycle, although that is the easiest and cheapest. I don’t want to be caught out without petrol either in a place that allows me to stay such as Yass.

Basically this minute I’m hiding from the world, not just nurses and staff arriving around me for work.

10.05 AM

At Weston Park and getting over the banking. Big hits with the inverter, car service including brakes and fan belt, and petrol costs. Heart thumping.

Boiled a coffee to enjoy the view and a fuckwit rolls in radio loud. Ruins it.

Rain has begun. Not much, and it’s not cold as forecast for tomorrow.

I have to work out what to do. And have a shower. Very late in that regard. Might go into civic to the pool. Coffee first.

1 PM

See how far away that blue car is, below? It pulled in beside me then crept forward, radio blaring. It’s disturbing from there. She opened the door, got out to take off a coat, and fucking blasted the place.

It’s like they’ve come to follow me, surround me. I’m at Southlands Mawson. It’ll thump down fairly soon, I wanted to get food supplies in case I stay here which I thought I would – but nit with this loud pollution. i can’t fucking believe it.

2.33 PM

I’ve gone around to the tennis courts and parked the solar panels under a tree. Rain has started to spatter. Been a storm forecast for a couple of days.

Got three deflectors out.

Current radar:

Now that it’s happening and I’ve decided to try staying the night here, fingers crossed, I’m quite enjoying the moment.

3.23 PM

3.55 PM

Most of it has passed and there’s not much in it. Certainly not enough to justify my sleeping here if I’m questioned. I was hoping for a blast. It’s hardly raining now, and pleasant actually.

Vegs are cooked. I put another deflector up and seems the steam went largely out the window.

Very tired now. Big problem potentially is a bunch of tennis players turn up this evening to play, unbothered by a wet court. Hope not.

6.52 PM

Can’t relax because action man arrived about 2 hours ago and hasn’t left. First into the tennis court then golf practise on the waterlogged oval, change shoes again and back onto the tennis court hitting shors against the return wall. Bit of a dickhead, this old bloke. Might be trying to prove something because I’m here. Looks a lot like a goose. Alone, little shitbox car, perhaps a local identity. Has to do sport. Is he waiting for someone? Hitting away. The noise is going to get to me.

One single goose, and I might have to move on.

7.30 PM

I move away. Down the street then up the other side to the big carpark at the top.

A car instantly zooms in with lights pointing inside so I’m busted and can’t set ip again. Checking me out.

8.10 PM. Set up and barricaded in. This will have to do.