The ritual of the rhythm of the heat

While the boys and I were Christmas shopping in Southampton earlier today we came upon this drum group.

Actually "came upon" was more "deafened by". As we alighted from the bus (from the station having journeyed in by train) I thought that a jet was taking off from Eastleigh airport. It was only as we rounded the corner that it became clear that a group of drummers besides the Bargate (the ancient entrance to the walled city of Southampton) were "doing their thing" very loudly.

They were excellent and certainly made our shopping trip far more entertaining that we had expected. If you want to sample their sounds (or visuals) then click here.