Sunshine reggae

On the day: 
23/07/2012 


On the way: 
It's hot on the street and the pavements are burning.
She walks in time to music no one else can hear, her dip-dyed dreads jiggling  in Jamaican colours - green on the left, yellow in the middle, red on the right. It's as though she brings the sunshine. All the way from the Caribbean along with the fastest men in the world. 
If they aren't already in town, they will be soon - the greatest show on earth is just days away. She wears her allegiance in her locks. And if further proof of were needed, there's the yellow shirt proclaiming, "Jamaican Superheroes". 
Ten hours later and she's on the same bus again. The sun's gone down but she's still shimmering, still shimmying.
"I saw you this morning," I say. "You brought the sunshine."
"That's my name," she beams, "Sunshine." And if further proof were needed, she smiles again.


On the pod: 
By My Side - Be 


On the front page: 
Taxman to name and shame avoiders (The Times)