The violinist ...

It was Tuesday Market Day in Havant - a bravo demonstrated a hi tech mop, barking his well honed spiel - 

A grizzled beldame stirred onions frying on a griddle - a dacoit sold thin anoraks - 

I walked between the stalls like Jep Gambardella -  

I heard the music of a languorous violin - each ravishing note was like a jewelled bird - 

In front of the entrance to the Meridien Centre, a man in a dark tail coat was taking a bow - 

His violin was the shining key to a beautiful hidden world - 

11.30

Tuesday May 12 2015

Outside the Meridien Centre

Havant 

Hampshire