Last night I met up with my lion friends again, after I discovered that Vera Cruz was blocked of for re-surfacing.
I wanted to know if they really were responsible for
trashing the road surface.
But lo and behold, they had an alibi and insisted that even
though they had a big grudge against the Mayor for retiring them early, vandalism
was not the way to achieve a change of administration.
So, we got talking about the past instead. That is always
interesting.
They told me they were modelled on a rock just outside of
town called the Lion Rock.
I had never been that way before and did not know where it
was exactly and how to get there and back while it was still dark.
Then I had
an idea…
I would send a message to my friend Tomás down at the garden
centre.
He has a horse and cart, and could pick me up at the corner
of my street.