Fool’s Gold
So, I was walking down Edward St towards Brisbane’s botanic gardens early on Thursday morning. Other than the suits heading to work, it was fairly quiet on the city streets so I was quite surprised to come across a corner that was buzzing with a subdued energy. Four tables in front of a pub were filled with diners and across the road, there were two lone market stalls with a crowd of people milling about in front.
Odd, I thought, that there were only two stalls because that kind of market would surely not attract many shoppers. As I crossed the road and walked past the diners, I noticed that not one had a breakfast dish in front of them. Moreover, these patrons were just that little bit too shiny to strike me as being ‘normal people’.
Yesterday, I got on the plane to head home. I was presented with a Courier Mail newsaper only to come across a story about this. Well, that would certainly explain the spiffy-looking extras…