Adventure in Our Teacups


Friday night in Byron was full of the holiday crowd weaving in an out of cafes as the rain started to fall. A solo guitarist sitting on wooden milk crates flung into a Spanish number and a small circle gathered around clapping along, not so much to his singing, but more for the slightly out-of-it woman dancing the Samba in the middle of the road. People chuckled, others joined in as she… Read More