Yesterday winter descended with a vengeance and then just to rub our noses in it this morning started bright clear and warm. But I was out on a mission. I walked past much that was worth a photo. But I found what I was after.
There is not much special about this building except that it is directly opposite the Town Hall. No! I didn’t take a photo of the hall. But with my neat little telelens I zoomed in to a doorway on the footpath.
Then I walked up Bourke street.
Look through the glass just above the steam from the stylised coffee cup. Can you see him. Nobody else did. Can you see the fellow who almost trod on him? I zoomed in.
People just walked by.
Then I went down a little lane off Latrobe.
Nothing to see. Turned back to the main street.
The dog’s name is Bella. This bloke is from Edinburgh. Hasn’t been back for ten years. I gave him enough for breakfast.
It rained a lot last night. I don’t know where all the others were. I thought I would have seen about ten or fifteen.
Most Melbournians never see any of the fellows who sleep on the streets. The tourists probably do. But the tourists try to blend in with the locals, so they pretend they don’t see them either.
The invisible men.