Friends post lovely holiday pictures on Facebook. Except that about this time in August it is hard to look at another 32 pictures from wherever having seen 932 already! I virtuously posted only five. So far. On this blog I've decided to post some different ones that I can write about.
This picture comes from Malta. I think it is fairly idyllic though on the wall to the right is a solemn reminder of one of the many great conflicts that the island has been involved in - in the case of the War Rooms here the Second World War.
With a bit of preacher's squeeze-a-meaning there is a lesson here about the transitory nature of this world's idylls. But I didn't need that. The point about this picture is that - like all photographs - it is silent. As no people, animals or vehicles can be seen it even lacks the implied sound that many photos contain. This was not, however, a silent scene at all.
It was a very hot afternoon. Mad dogs and Englishmen (let the reader decide which I am) went out in the midday sun, locals stayed indoors - as here. Stayed indoors but did not stay quiet. At the moment I took this photo two women were having the most ear-splitting row in the building at the top of the stairs. I mean the sort of row that one half expected to end in a scream with someone being pushed over a balcony.
Sunshine doesn't reach the human heart, though it can greatly affect our skein.
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