I sat down in the town square, just resting in the sunshine, when the Sally Bash decided it would be a nice place to play us a few religious tunes to brighten our day. I stuck this cacophony for a few minutes. Then I remembered an old urban myth that involves a lemon and a brass band. Whipped into the supermarket got a lemon went ouside and stood in front of the band and sucked it. The trumpet started drying up but the tune carried on, then they were all over the place for a few seconds. The only one in tune was the lady bashing the tambourine.
So myth confirmed and hopefully a peaceful time in the square from now on.
