But I couldn't concentrate. There was sooooo much music going on outside. In the space of about 50 m we had Carollers, the Buskers, the Band and the Roving Trumpet Player. All playing at the same time. Is it possible to have too much?
So onto Plan B. I had a bag of paper all ready for rolling into beads. This all started life as junk mail. I haven't even made a dent in the pile that has been delivered over the last 2 weeks.