Friday, June 24, 2005

Open, run and cool.

1. In the precinct there are quite often Bolivian buskers in bowler hats and ponchos. They play breathy pan-pipe music. Walking home I spotted the street sweeper teaching them a new song. He sang it quietly and rather hesitantly and they piped along.

2. A very small boy racing his dad down the street: 'Run, Daddy, run.'

3. People sitting on their doorsteps last thing at night.

Teeth, going out and smallish town.

1.  A nice chatty gossip with the hygienist who is, it turns out, a mum from the children's primary school. I see the dentist straight a...