As often as possible, I try to take a lunch hour walk. It is a chance to get some fresh air, exercise a bit, and recharge for the afternoon's business. It is also an excellent opportunity for some people watching.
Thursday is an excellent case in point. In forty short minutes I saw a man wearing elf ears and a Pinocchio nose riding a bike, a klezmer band on the corner of a busy intersection, and numerous young ladies dressing as if it were August. The most entertaining thing I saw, however, involved a baby and a busker.
It happened on Queen Street. A mother was pushing a stroller a little bit ahead of me when a street busker started playing a piece of classical guitar music. All of a sudden her baby sat up in the stroller and turned her head towards the musician. She was obviously mesmerised so her mother turned the stroller around and took her daughter to watch the busker for a little while.
On Friday, I was walking up Bay Street. A different busker started playing his instrument just as a mother was passing with a stroller. The busker let out a fearsome drone on his bagpipes. The baby in the stroller sat up and ... screamed.
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