Sunday of my Life

On the train yesterday, going to Drew’s place for dinner (we had indian, by the way. Rogan Josh, Butter Chicken, Lamb Korma and Coconut Curry Prawns. Delicious. I am so learning how to cook indian once I’m in my own place). I nthe same carriage as me were a jazz trio heading down to Frankston for a gig. Suddenly, up they stand, out come the instruments, and off they go. It made the whole, long ride go much faster. Kudos to them (oh, and several gold coins, too. You know my tradition with buskers).

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