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Further Sydney Individuals
Aug. 23rd, 2023 08:10 pm1. Man in Belmore Park, playing fragments of The Last Post on a saxophone. This turned out to be a warm-up: he proceeded to smooth jazz. He did not seem to be busking, merely practicing his solos.
2. The same red-headed child on the train two days running, accompanied by what turned out to be her nanny. On the first occasion, the child offered me an incomprehensible observation, so I responded, as I do to small children and cats, with "ooh, really?" and "sounds serious". The rest of the train tried to ignore the weirdo talking to the baby. On the second occasion she was too tuckered out from the previous day's trip to the acquarium to have anything to say, according to her carer.
3. Asian man in an off-white trackie top (the kind I grew up calling a Sloppy Joe, except it's not sloppy any more, they are fashionable now) which had, in smallish embroidered print, the words "Bread and Butter" and even smaller below it "delicious".
4. The Cryptid Lady of Belmore Park, of whom I have heard from colleagues. I must have passed her many times, because I have certainly seen her seagull crowd, but only today did I notice her sitting on a shady bench. One assumes she is the direct cause of the corflute signage at the edges of the park exhorting one not to feed seagulls, because she brings in a granny trolley full of bread and distributes it to her admirers.
2. The same red-headed child on the train two days running, accompanied by what turned out to be her nanny. On the first occasion, the child offered me an incomprehensible observation, so I responded, as I do to small children and cats, with "ooh, really?" and "sounds serious". The rest of the train tried to ignore the weirdo talking to the baby. On the second occasion she was too tuckered out from the previous day's trip to the acquarium to have anything to say, according to her carer.
3. Asian man in an off-white trackie top (the kind I grew up calling a Sloppy Joe, except it's not sloppy any more, they are fashionable now) which had, in smallish embroidered print, the words "Bread and Butter" and even smaller below it "delicious".
4. The Cryptid Lady of Belmore Park, of whom I have heard from colleagues. I must have passed her many times, because I have certainly seen her seagull crowd, but only today did I notice her sitting on a shady bench. One assumes she is the direct cause of the corflute signage at the edges of the park exhorting one not to feed seagulls, because she brings in a granny trolley full of bread and distributes it to her admirers.