my brain had developed to a point where I was not trusting adults.

At that point, all I'd seen is decisions made on my behalf that were poor ones or generally resulted in some sort of a trauma.

So I lived on the streets in Perth for a few months, just not wanting to be put back in the system.

Music for a few months, just not wanting to be put back in the system. Peter Norris joins us again on Australian True Crime to tell us about his childhood as a bank

robber's son. In our last episode, we heard about Gordon House, the homeless shelter in

Melbourne's CBD, where

11-year-old Pete and his dad Clary hit out for a couple of months after his father's escape

from Fremantle Jail. We pick up the story in this episode after a near miss with police at

Gordon House, which means the two have to hit the road again. This is Australian true crime.

We acknowledge the traditional owners of the land on which this podcast is created,

the Wurundri Woi Warang people of the Kulin Nation.

And a warning, this episode of the podcast contains graphic descriptions of violence. Kids dancing at a toddler disco. Declaring checkmate with the Nogroni. Flat whites and river strolls.

Sampling Shepad and Bay at seasonal menus.

Watching rowers go head to head.

Slowing down to enjoy what matters most.

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And we do get the Nullabore and, you know, for me,

sort of thinking back about some of my fondest memories with Dad.

I mean, one of them is, you know, getting a 20-cent bag of lollies on the Sunday morning.

And secondly, just this trip across the Nullabal where it felt like at that point we weren't been pursued.

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