Damp and drizzly rehearsals for the Cape Town Military Tattoo 2014
Today had been a dark, cold and wet day in the city. As I walked back to my car late at night, I could hear, somewhere, in the distance, the wail of a piper and the deep roll of bass drums echoing within the Castle walls, the sound seeming to linger long after they had…
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