There is a cello lady in Cascade Road. Twice now, as Marcus and I have left the house to fetch the rest of the family on Wednesday afternoon, we have seen and heard the cello lady. She sits on the tailgate of her station wagon, just up the road from our house, playing the cello, beautifully. For those who don't know it, I should point out that Cascade Road is not some inner-city bohemian rabbit-warren laneway, with street cafes and laundry hanging overhead. This is not Florence or Rio. This is not a Visa card TV commercial. It is dusty and wide and trucks rumble up and down to the tip and the brewery.
So I say - hey, well done cello lady. Keep it up!
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