Richard Martin.'s photostream  

A few seconds before I took the bottom photo, he gave me the finger, but I wasn't fazed.
Less than 10 seconds later, he approached me with an accent which sounded like one of my secondary school teachers...posh or what! He gave me that line about privacy, blah blah blah and that I could take a picture of the building (he is sitting in front of the National Gallery, London), but not him but I played dumb and only responded with one or two word answers, with a slight accent. I walked off a bit but he followed me and said that he was bigger than me and threatened to call the Police and throw my camera into the fountain nearby.
He wanted me to delete the photos (I was thinking 'uh no, I don't think so Mister!').
He must have been fooled by my crappy accent and he used the words "por favor.", but he insisted that I knew what he was implying. I was pretty intimidated and he wouldn't leave me alone, so I had to think fast. So I left the area thinking that he wouldn't leave his stuff alone and out of sight. I was right. In retrospect I should have gone back and had a chat.

I was tempted to tell him 'If you don't want to be photographed, don't sit in front of one of the most
visited places in London!', but that wouldn't have made much difference to me anyway.

I'm now thinking. Was he a plant? His shoes look really decent and his nails look pretty good, or that's just his way of life now...

Oh the things I do to get a pic!

I'm certainly not the master of video making, but this is a start.

The music is taken from musopen.com.

The guy on the left saw me a few seconds earlier pointing the camera in his direction; I guess he thought that I was focusing on someone else. I was, but then I thought, yeah ok, let's shoot him also. Then the other guy appeared. Not the most fascinating shot, I admit, but...

...can't decide which!