It’s the end of the week and fire trucks light up the street. Alan, out the front of his house, hose in hand, knows everything. What he won’t say, though, is what, exactly, is Luminous Ute Guy’s problem.

Gertrude Street, once home to gangsters, now high-end retail, still has a playground. Queen of the playground is Zahra, born on the other side of the world. Alan, though, was born in the front room of his house 83 years ago. Some days it feels like a whole other world.

Gayle, the woman from up the road who "used to live in Brighton" turns out to have hidden depths. Because don’t we all? And Greg quietly comes to the rescue of Alan.

People don’t look inside locked cars. Or at least, most of them don’t. For a mother whose baby is asleep in the back, a parked car can be a private sanctuary. Until it isn’t.

The streets are hot and Gayle is annoyed about the person or persons who are peeing on her fence. She knows who it is though, don’t you worry about that.

The old Nonna’s house goes up for auction. Alan, 83, who used to play with her as a kid, seems bereft. Greg and the couple from up the road — is it Alec and Marcus? — conspire to make things better. And Luminous Ute Guy shows his true colours.

At the street party, everybody’s there. Everyone, that is, except for Luminous Ute Guy. Zahra and the kids paint a chalk world under the chairs and don’t worry because there’s leftover pav for everyone.

At the street party, everybody’s there. Everyone, that is, except for Luminous Ute Guy. Zahra and the kids paint a chalk world under the chairs and don’t worry because there’s leftover pav for everyone.

The old Nonna’s house goes up for auction. Alan, 83, who used to play with her as a kid, seems bereft. Greg and the couple from up the road — is it Alec and Marcus? — conspire to make things better. And Luminous Ute Guy shows his true colours.

Everything is the worst and it’s cold and wet and what is with Luminous Ute Guy? Memories accompany bin night rituals and the identity of the nocturnal urinator becomes apparent.

Everything is the worst and it’s cold and wet and what is with Luminous Ute Guy? Memories accompany bin night rituals and the identity of the nocturnal urinator becomes apparent.

The streets are hot and Gayle is annoyed about the person or persons who are peeing on her fence. She knows who it is though, don’t you worry about that.

People don’t look inside locked cars. Or at least, most of them don’t. For a mother whose baby is asleep in the back, a parked car can be a private sanctuary. Until it isn’t.

Gayle, the woman from up the road who "used to live in Brighton" turns out to have hidden depths. Because don’t we all? And Greg quietly comes to the rescue of Alan.

Gertrude Street, once home to gangsters, now high-end retail, still has a playground. Queen of the playground is Zahra, born on the other side of the world. Alan, though, was born in the front room of his house 83 years ago. Some days it feels like a whole other world.

It’s the end of the week and fire trucks light up the street. Alan, out the front of his house, hose in hand, knows everything. What he won’t say, though, is what, exactly, is Luminous Ute Guy’s problem.