Saturday, 5 March 2016
A veritable enigma
Remember a couple of posts ago, when I said that the word, 'FRANCE' had been written on the art gallery wall in red lipstick? Well this man of the road was standing right next to it, gabbling away to himself and others, a few minutes ago.
I have only been aware of this gentleman in Bath for about a month, so I am guessing that this was when he turned up. Through the half-open window I could just about hear him talking and mumbling over the noise of the traffic, but could not make out the words, so I fully opened the window and listened harder to confirm my suspicions - he was talking in French. He is from France.
He does not look like a rugby supporter, let alone a rugby supporter who would wear (or carry about) women's cosmetics, so I think this little tableaux may be yet another example of the sort of serendipity which God amuses himself with when slightly bored. I am no closer to solving any mysteries. If anything, this one has become even more shrouded.
Then again, I may be making the sort of assumptions that Inspector Le Strade regularly jumped to. He could - for all I know - be a highly talented Burlesque dancer in his spare time.
"When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains - however improbable - must be the truth."
Posted by Tom Stephenson at 03:44