OK, so he wasn't walking, but he came up the street all the same, carried by some big Spanish blokes.
I'm in Malaga with work, and didn't really think about it being Holy Week in Spain. I forgot what a big deal it is. Easter is still a few days away but still the streets were packed and strange processions bowled down each and every avenida. The clip below is pretty dark, but worth a quick watch just to hear the excellent trumpet blasts:
And we got pretty close to the big guy. Us and the people in the pointy hats (you can see one in the middle/front). They're everywhere.
Got this through our letterbox at home the other day, addressed to a previous resident. From the front, I thought it might be something asking me to contribute to the Poppy Appeal, or a similar armed forces charity.
Further investigation shows it to be a communication from those nice Scientology people. Now, I don't know very much about Scientology, nor can I be arsed to look
for an answer, but if anyone knows why they want people to give them a hand in "clearing this planet"
(of what?), then I'd be grateful if you would let me know.
I used to see this man quite a lot when innocent was based in W10, many years ago. He walks up and down Ladbroke Grove most days carrying a very large wooden cross.
Anyway, I saw him on Saturday morning for the first time in a couple of years, when I went to do the weekly shop. My first thought was that I was glad he was still around. The cross has lost one of its arms, but everything else, including the man himself, seemed to be in good nick.
My next thought was that I'd ask him what it was all about, finally. Why do you carry the cross?
But I bottled it. To be honest, I felt cheap just taking his photo, let alone invading his privacy.
There are definitely some things that you're destined to never know, and this feels like one of those.