It's another wonderful sunny-but-cool Easter in Fremantle, and the street arts' festival is in full swing. This morning we saw Yosuke Ikeda's terrific mime show Rhythm, and the tail end of a terrifying acrobatic act climbing 10 metres up a tower of chairs. I could barely watch. Certainly didn't watch the sword-swallower on the way back through South Terrace (other than to see a young chap through the crowd who collapsed on the ground in a feint).
Home now, and the sun is past the meridian, putting my workshop doors into the shade and meaning I can go and finish varnishing them. I started the other day, but was rained off.