Sunday at the park

X and I spent last Sunday at Burleigh Heads, having fried chicken and chips on the park, facing the beach.

There was fire twirling going on. Every weekend, groups of people gather to showcase and practise their interests, providing free entertainment for all.

There was another bunch, drumming furiously; the fire twirlers synchronised their frantic swaving and juggling to the beat.

There were a few people doing mid air somersaults around, leaping off the ground or propelling themselves off dustbins or railings. Armed with my pathetic handphone camera, I was unable to capture the moment.