A thin woman with long grey hair was playing the grand piano at the Galleria Coffee lounge in Melbourne years ago. Alongside the piano was a trolley that contained her belongings, for Natalie was homeless.
The most beautiful music I have ever heard rippled endlessly from her fingers. I have to admit that I am not a fan of piano music; but this was the music of the angels. Mesmerised, I sat there for I know not how long.
The late winter’s sun had gone and they were cleaning up in the café when Natalie finished playing, closed the piano and put her things in the old trolley. I couldn’t just walk away. I thanked her for her beautiful music. Her face lit up like a 1000 watt light bulb. She said, “Do you know that I have been on the National television news?’ I told her that I had seen it. She asked me where I was from and about my life in the country and was excited that I had come to Melbourne on a train. She talked to me about her love of music until a young woman arrived and said, “I’ve come to take you home Gran.”
I hailed a passing taxi to take me to the station just in time to catch the 6.01 p.m. train back to Benalla.
Meeting Natalie Trayling was one of the highlights of my life.
Beverley Morton.
The most beautiful music I have ever heard rippled endlessly from her fingers. I have to admit that I am not a fan of piano music; but this was the music of the angels. Mesmerised, I sat there for I know not how long.
The late winter’s sun had gone and they were cleaning up in the café when Natalie finished playing, closed the piano and put her things in the old trolley. I couldn’t just walk away. I thanked her for her beautiful music. Her face lit up like a 1000 watt light bulb. She said, “Do you know that I have been on the National television news?’ I told her that I had seen it. She asked me where I was from and about my life in the country and was excited that I had come to Melbourne on a train. She talked to me about her love of music until a young woman arrived and said, “I’ve come to take you home Gran.”
I hailed a passing taxi to take me to the station just in time to catch the 6.01 p.m. train back to Benalla.
Meeting Natalie Trayling was one of the highlights of my life.
Beverley Morton.
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