On that dull winter's day, her bristols, prominent and hard to ignore, seemed to command the attention of every person milling about. The crowd suddenly stilled, their chatter fading into murmurs as she walked past. Men paused mid-conversation, the lads on the corner straightened up, and even the grumpy old ladies couldn’t help but glance her way, with reluctant smiles tugging at the corners of their mouths. The cold air suddenly felt warmer, as if she had brought a spark of life to the grey street.