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4 AM wake up, no trucks during the night. Not in sight or sound of the obnoxious pestilent arsehole. Makes a difference when stuck in a car with limited locations to stay, considering the community and rangers (although they’re not obvious in very ugly messy Moruya).

So thankfully I feel better, and it’s quite warm and very lovely. That’s a near-full moon over the river.

8.05 AM

Lovely plays of light, one shot selected. Had spots of rain last night, and possibly more today. Rainclouds come and go.

Not sure what to do today. Always paintings to work on, but could get wet after setting up. Might go to town.

7.06 PM

At the truck stop at Waldrens. Arsehole is ensconced and ruined the good section. There he is, like a true cunt, in the prime spot. Fucked it for people in the whole place. I’ve moved out.

To town earlier. Shower in the stupid pavillion. Metal sharp fitting jammed into my kidneys.

To service nsw for an eyesight report for later. Once again bad service, fucked it up.

Then washed the car and a chat afterwards with MH. So got here late.

Very angry about the arsehole.

Very upset about my life being at the mercy, so easily, of wrongdoers while I make pains to do the right thing.

I’m thinking of having a word with him.

10 PM approx

I slept and pre-heard the truck arrive, that sense that you’re awake but could also have been asleep, to hear noise. This thing:

I thought it was 4 AM. I’d been asleep an hour. He ran his engine for a while, stopped it, and I heard nothing until 4.20 when I stayed awake and left with the truck still silent.

Tuesday 5th May 2026 Forced Out

Before leaving I drove around to the nice quiet grass area where the cunt was, and no one else.

Words insert here.

Then to the quarry, for this:

But I can’t go back to Waldrens. If he’s there it’s a very bad sign – he looks like he’s going to be permanent, complete painful blight – and I am vulnerable if I go back.

So very depressed.

Anyway, here I am now at Bodalla SF and trying to get over the impact of an extremely obnoxious arsehole attitude that had/has moved in to the only place with a faint echo of home, for me.

But I have no home, of course.

And it’s very hard, sometimes, and getting harder and more often felt.

1.41 PM

As I wrote the above, a bloke walked out of the bushes with a white dog. They both looked like the arsehole who lived here permanently and frightened C, who felt like calling the police. The dog fights other dogs, too. The bloke got kicked out. Might now be in the bush outside of Forestry jurisdiction. Volatile character.

Just what I fucking need.

I’m exhausted, dead tired and finished.

3.38 PM

Slept. Disoriented. Coffee. Wish I was dead, as I wish every day.

The above latter part posted Tuesday 5th May 2026

Unpleasant night. Woke after weird dreams to worse depression. Bit stuck here because I may need a doctor appointment and can’t stay at Bodalla SF longer than 3 days, to get away from the obnoxious fuck. Makes staying in Moruya really bleak and horrible.

And no idea where to go after that.

Lately, been more keen to be dead than the usual eagerness.

1.48 PM

Out at Mossy Point.

Had to fill up with water before showering, which I did upstream. Drove downstream through the weird forest but campers were still there, bad vibe and big mess.

Then to town where I started downloading the backup of this blog. Halfway there

The obnoxious fuck wasn’t at Waldrens when I drove past at about 1.30, but he’ll turn up as though he owns the place. It’d be an incredible bonus in my miserable little life if he didn’t.

4.18 PM

About half an hour ago as I expected the obnoxious arsehole drove in to take over the rest area again. He wasn’t here when I got here, but I didn’t want him walking past me as he does, to prove he’s a really successful fabulous bloke who isn’t homeless at all. Imposing his will. The true cunt.

So I’m in the truck area again, forced out. I never bother anyone. He bothers everyone and if I’m the only one there he bothers me. Yet per usual I’m the one who’s life is worse off.

It makes me slam into a wall: this is it, for me. This is it. I don’t have a home anywhere to go to. To stop the imposition, the degradation, the difficulties. This is it.

A photo from another time, of the bastard’s car. Beware.

5.55PM

Walked around to see for certain he’s there. Sure is.

The obnoxious bloke turned up after dark. Heard him, registering as arsehole, and didn’t know it was him. Saw his car, dog and tent this morning then sure enough, him. He is a nuisance, disruptive, and a fuckwit who has to impose himself on an area to make himself feel big or better.

So I knew tonight would be dicey. He stays for days and days. If he shut up and was respectful of the place it’d be okay, but he carries on like he’s a big shot and owns it.

Right now I’m sitting in my car ar Riverside because I went to Waldrens at 2.30PM and there he is doing washing, obnoxious from a distance. Couldn’t believe it. Turned around instantly and got out of there.

I feel extremely alone without a place to stay. It’s horrible being at the mercy of an arsehole. I can’t believe he’s back. So that effectively rules out Moruya for me, possibly for months. You just don’t know.

There was no one else there but it was obvious it was ‘his’ place and he’d moved in.

I might go back and stay in the truck area. He walks the dog around though and, imposing his arsehole self, makes sure to go unnecessarily right beside the car.

So there we are. One place fucked. Nothing else within 40 minutes.

And his dog – seemed a new one. His other one got old very quickly and noticeably from no doubt living in a car.

He’s a liar, too. Pretends he’s not homeless. Takes his pants off in public.

Beware the bastard.

4 PM

Back at the truck section of Waldrens. At least I don’t have to listen to obnoxious big noting shit.

Surrounded here by weeds, worrying for itches, hayfever etc.

Earlier, upstream. Spiky refections.

Just back from an MRI scan of the brain and skull. Done at Moruya hospital. As conveyor belt in and out as usual, for that weird place.

5.40 PM

So far only me at Waldrens. Shower in the new spot downstream, tgen spent the day saving this blog.

Morning had fabulous colours.