I was in Melbourne’s Bourke St mall last weekend, listening to Gareth, a fiercely talented pianist. I looked up and noticed this man on the edges of the crowd. The next day he was there again, listening to Gareth, hovering – drawn by the beautiful music, yet seeming reluctant to get too close.
Part 1: He sits, waiting, by the Pick Up window … I feel the need to stick around to see if he does.
A moment of stillness in the otherwise (very) busy Bourke St mall.
I couldn’t just walk past … not with that magnificent hair and beard.
Can I take your photo?
Yeah sure, he said, in what turns out to be a slightly Texan accent. We sat and chatted for a while, then he went back to work.
This is Junior.
