The man who slept in Bondi police station. He was a small, bald, indignant Public Servant, lying unhappily on the floor of the motor cyclists office in a bed of police-station blankets. His pants were tidily folded over the back of a hard Government chair; his pipe and pouch were lying on the big deal table. During the day he had been evicted from a Rose Bay boarding-house, where he had been paying 45/ a week to share a *****. He had been ***** tactless, he said, as to remark that the food was bad, and that a stew for Sunday dinner was hardly good enough. March 3, 1946.