Questioned

I wouldn't have bothered publishing this, but it's interesting, in that it got me questioned more than any other photo I've taken this year.

 

I was walking away when the two lads on the right asked me, "Whose car is that?"

"No idea," I said. And that was the end of that one. But then a man dressed in a sort of half-uniform look quickly jogged up to me from the pub before I could carry on through Queen Square.

 

"Is there a particular reason why you were taking a photograph of that car?"

"Well, mostly because it's parked on a roundabout, on double-yellow lines."

"That's because I'm picking up the Lord Mayor. Does that make a difference to you?"

"Er. No, not really."

"Er. Okay."

"Goodbye."

 

It was an odd conversation, and I don't think we were on the same wavelength.

 

Now, I should say that I'm not too bothered where the Lord Mayor parks. It's just that I read the Bristol Traffic blog and it often features pictures of interestingly-parked cars, so I guess my brain's now programmed to think "Oooh, big official-looking car parked on a roundabout on double-yellow lines, that might be an interesting photo to have." I am a little nonplussed by the rushing-up-and-questioning-me bit, though. Odd.

Done