28 March, 2026 06:22

Cold Canberra. Cold south, really. I survived, quite enjoyed, the cocooned sleep at the city spot, snuck away to discover closed toilets. Second coffee instead.

Fingers are cold. Been a while for that.

7.20 AM

Sunshine. May it bring warmth and cheer! And a good catch-up sleep.

The sun came out but the air and wind was cold.

Shower at civic was brilliant. Then to Mawson Woolies to be the subject of a nasty geriatric. Couldn’t handle me asking if someone else was being served. Truly vicious extremely old bastard.

Then to Lanyon Homestead. Paid for a tour, most uninteresting. But lovely surrounds and a boyhood connection then later with Tommy.

Typical tour guide feels she couldn’t know less than the public, on anything, and blocked to listening, abrasive. Pleased to have left, was there a while.

Then to Tharwa, then explored a little in quick time. Found back routes to the Cotter.

Lots of looks at the Murrumbidgee today. Total treat.

Now 4.25 PM back at Mawson carpark cooking dinner.

8.13 PM

Everything was going so well. I was about to fall asleep, very comfortable and unbothered in the Mawson carpark, then a high pitch sax fucked me over. Started about 8. Can’t believe it. Possibly a busker at the shops, or some night venue.

I could have fallen asleep in five minutes, now I’m stressed to the eyeballs. I don’t know where to go, if I have to leave, and too tired to drive. This is the nightmare of homelessness.

How could I have foreseen high pitched loud saxophone?!!!

My skull hurts constantly as well, which is aggravated by my sudden dark mood.