I was a stealth hunter today, undetectable, blending into the background while I stalked my prey in the urban jungle. I don’t often act like such an idiot but she started it. When I say she I mean the women who invaded my commute by wearing a woolly panda on her head. Yep, a woolly panda, once I realised this fashion item was not a practical joke or hang-over induced apparition I needed to stalk it and document is momentous entry into my life. After all Pandas are natives of the jungles of China and hardly at home on the 8:36 into London. Should I alert some type of animal control agency as it could have escaped from the not too local Zoo? Should I inform the local media? “Young girl attacked by escaped panda, I am happy on her head” says Panda. It would make a wonderful human interest story for the evening news round-up. These dilemmas and more continued to swirl around my head while I patiently stalked my prey and seized my moment. Undetected, I sprung and took a picture for prosperity….. they are after all, an endangered species.
October 16, 2010