RDP: Homeless

The Death of Mouse

I wrote this post in 2014 after a visit to Melbourne and this prompt made me want to share it again.

Being homeless is probably one of my greatest fears. I can’t imagine what it would be like not to know where you would sleep each night. I think that one of the very few good things to have come from Covid-19 is that the homeless people of Melbourne are being housed in hotels. At least they are warm and safe for now. I hope that by the time this pandemic leaves us we’ll have found a way to put a roof over their heads permanently.

I was in Melbourne and  enjoying a lovely walk beside the Yarra. The weather was great and I was taking lots of photos and thinking that Melbourne’s reputation for being Australia’s most livable city was well deserved.
Then I saw this.

Tribute to a popular man.
Tribute to a popular man.

I didn’t know what it was about but it was obvious that “Mouse” was a homeless person and that he had died. I stopped to take the photo intending to find out more when I returned home. Not far from this spot I saw signs of that other homeless people also slept under the bridge pylons, there was a mattress, plastic crates and other signs of habitation.
I learned that Mouse, whose real name was Wayne Perry was stabbed to death earlier this year.
It’s a terrible thing that people have to live this way regardless of how they got into that situation. When I see it happening in an affluent part of the city it really makes me think that we should all be doing more to prevent it.
It also made me think that whatever had gone wrong in Mouse’s life he at least had the love of his friends on the streets and is missed by them.

Tributes left for Wayne "Mouse" Perry who was murdered near this spot earlier this year.
Tributes left for Wayne “Mouse” Perry.


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I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.


    • It does. we had a good discussion about it and you also wrote a post which I reblogged. I was thinking how long it had been we’d been following each other the other day when you mentioned your age.

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      • I wouldn’t have known since when either. But I just did search for your name in my comment dashboard now and went back to your first comment. It seems it goes back to 2013. Seven years, a long time. But I have no clue if you found me or if I found you. I was commenting a lot on other blogs too in the past, especially with photo posts and stories. No matter what, it’s pretty cool. 🙂

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      • That’s definitely cool but also only possible on WordPress. Like I’ve always said… the internet can be super toxic, but here we have a very mature community where it’s very likely to discover decent people and make friends.

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