Reading a busker's
blog and came across this paragraph:
"Although Magpie
reported that turf disputes are rare, he did come close to one once:
My mortal enemy is the hurdy-gurdy man of Amsterdam. He has a habit of rolling up l
My mortal enemy is the hurdy-gurdy man of Amsterdam. He has a habit of rolling up l
ess than 10 meters
from my favorite spot and playing louder than me. And his
hurdy-gurdy isn’t
even handcranked. He just has this gas-powered machine busk for him. Worse, he
has permits."
Boggles the mind,
doesn't it?
Judith
La vita non e' solo suono di violini ... purtroppo ci sono anche
le ghironde !
www. judithlindenau.com
