the howie

On Monday morning, as my last posts shows, I was in the great hall at Parliament House listening to KRudd, Abbott and others talk about fighting global poverty. I then spent all day Monday and Tuesday wandering the back corridors of the building taking photos of politicians meeting with everyday aussies who want to see the government and opposition do more to see that poverty is reduced.

It’s quite weird that the day after I got home the PM was no longer the PM.

And the new PM didn’t take part in any of our events, or meet with any of the people I was with. I hope that’s not a sign of things to come.

Now you may be wondering why the title mentions pants down, well let me enlighten you.

On Tuesday, around lunch time I needed to pee, so I went to one of the public toilets near the marble foyer. As i walked into the toilets the urinal was straight ahead, so if anyone was doing a wee their back would be towards me.

There was a man doing a wee, a man wearing a suit, well half a suit. He was wearing a suit jacket, I’m not sure you could say he was ‘wearing’ the suit pants as they where around his ankles whilst he pee’d. It was a very odd image to see, a grown man in a suit with his pants at his feet standing at the urinal.

Canberra really is a a strange place.