Bless 'im

There's a guy outside our building in Pitt Street at the moment. He's trying to raise a buck to buy dinner by playing Christmas Carols on his recorder. I don't think I'd be exaggerating if I said every third note was a semi-tone wrong. Enough to still decifer the tune. He's got a cardboard sign near his hat for coinage. It read "No sob story. Just having a go."