The Meeting

I called a meeting at the roundabout at the bottom of the village.

I chose that because I could get there without having to wear a chaleco. I still had not found anywhere that sold them in my size.

The road was well sign posted so no trouble getting there.

When I got there, the meeting had already started, with the fireflies keeping watch from just outside the light.

There were an amazing collection of night creatures there. Most were twins for some strange reason.

But the old Ogre had also turned up which was good.



He might just have some good ideas as to how we could raise €200 to get Marisa released.

After several hours of debating we came op with only one good idea.

We would try to arrange an exhibition of some of my best night photos down at the garden centre where Tomás lives.

Tomás would contact me as soon as he had got permission, while I looked through my collection.

Solitary Confinement

Marisa is still missing.

We asked everybody we could think of, but it was not until we ran into Pelli Grrr Ozo that things started to become clear.

He had been driving his moto down on Cuesta del Rio when he had a crash near prison cell no 10588.

These are solitary confinement cells
scattered around the village.

He heard Marisa shout out for help, went around the back of the cell and saw her through the barred window.

Apparently she had wanted to go to a T dance where her favourite band was playing.

Unfortunately she missed the
Golden Coach and failed to wear her fluorescent jacket while walking down there.

The police stopped and charged her for not wearing her chaleco.

She did not have €200 to pay the fine, so the police put her and her cat in prison. Why she had her cat with her nobody knows.

Now we have to figure out a way to get together the money to pay the fine and get her released.

I will call a meeting!