The other side of Docklands

This makeshift camp is probably Docklands’ worst residential address but for couple Trisha and Glen, it is home.

The couple have lived under the Collins St bridge next to Wurunjeri Way since Easter but would dearly love a proper roof over their heads.

Milk crates define the low walls and support their bed.  A few possessions are neatly stored and a carpet off-cut gives a homely touch.  

“It’s not much but I’ve done it up nice,” Trisha said.

But between the roar of the traffic, the winter chill and the rubbish, rats and mice, living rough is no picnic.

Trisha’s daily routine involves breakfast with the Salvation Army at the eastern edge of the CBD where she interacts with other homeless people.  The rest of her day is typically spent at “home” punctuated with random visits by friends.

“Sometimes I go for a walk.  I go to see my mates in Flinders St or I sit in the park and just chill out,” she said.

The couple survive on welfare benefits and are on a waiting list for public housing.

“I wish I did have a house.  It’s hard waiting,” she said.

Trisha arrived in Melbourne less than a year ago from NSW where she has family.  The 40-year-old has five children and three grandchildren.  Her mother still looks after two of her sons and her sister has one of her daughters.

She has TAFE qualifications in childcare but hasn’t worked full-time since 2001 when she worked in a hospital.

“I can’t wait to find a place,” she said.