I had no ID to show the station guards. Desperate and scrambling, I said: ‘What if I play you a tune?’Read more in the kindness of strangers seriesI was 21, living in Sydney, working as a glassie at a local pub and feeling a bit lost. I didn’t know what to do in life – the one thing I had going for me was playing the flute.I’d saved for two years to buy my flute when I was 16 and earning $2.35 an hour at the supermarket. Every day I would come home and play it. It would help me process my emotions. Continue reading...
In Sydney, a young flute player lost their flute on a train. After it was recovered, they were able to retrieve it from lost property by playing Greensleeves for the guards, who waived the ID requirement.
