PEOPLE I MEET

A camera is a funny thing. Sometimes people see it and want to run a mile. But it gives me a reason to go and speak to people that I might otherwise be too shy to approach.

Meet Lesley. She was busking on Dumbarton High Street, and actually about to pack up and call it a day. I’d first noticed her bright jacket against the teal blue wall behind her and stopped to say hello and ask if I could take her picture. She immediately agreed and better than that, dragged her guitar back on and gave a heartfelt rendition of Big Yellow Taxi. Lesley taught music for years and insisted that anyone could sing if they could learn to hear first. She was the highlight of my day.

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