'The Other #1'

In his grey slacks, t-shirt and baseball cap, he presents a curious sight. On the periphery looking in, he drinks in the scene as children frolic, their parents peppered about like landmines.

Dare he?

He moves into their midst and sits, watches; attempting to interpret the preoccupations of people smaller but wiser than he. The kids sense him and do not engage; neither does he, watching, til he is escorted away by two security guards.

As he decamps, he punches himself in the mouth twice and then bites his fist; swerving away from randomly positioned pushchairs, ironically reflecting his own private minefield of delight and despair.

The children, ruthlessly innocent, play on.

Observed at the Royal Festival Hall, Sunday 12^th June 2011