What I don’t want to do is write a post which says “Today, I had to pop into town to get a couple of things. It was lovely weather. Just a little fresh, but lovely and bright. I got what I needed and then took a slow stroll home.”
The thing is that’s it – that is almost exactly what happened. But it is seriously boring, and really tells you nothing about how the walk went. It is dry. The real problem is that is the way I write. It is boring.
It doesn’t tell you anything about the carol singers by the tree who were really trying, and whilst they sounded nice, I think with a little bit of guidance (not that I could give that) they would really have belted out the carols. I know, if I had joined them my monotone voice would have been quiet, lacking in confidence, and worried about what people thought of my singing. I do hope that doesn’t sound to critical, they were doing something really quite grand, bringing a lovely sound to the high street.
Then there were the conversations that were going on as I walked past the various market stands; “I can let you have it for…”, “The last time I bought one of these, it lasted…”, “If you give me your details, I’ll arrange for someone…” You get the drift.
There were people who were seemingly moving without purpose, just wandering along, almost listless, others stomping between shops, clearly on a misssion. The Big Issue seller, talking animatedly to a small group of people.
It was a busy high street, and I walked slowly through it, just taking in the atmosphere, enjoying being out for an hour.
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