Redmill

Last week we visited Canterbury. The only thing I knew from Canterbury was the association with the word tales. Medieval stories a fundament of English literature.  Canterbury turned out to be a lovely old city. It still had its medieval looks with a stunning cathedral a very vivid towncenter where the old image hase remained even though they’ve build quite some modern building in the town. On our stroll through the streets my eye was caught by a remarkable man. Het sat on a stair in front of a house and looked like he was a crossover of the impersonation of the blend of medieval and modern times.  I wanted to make a picture and in stead of sneeking up with a zoomlens we simply started a conversation. His name was Sean and he was from Ireland. In the summer he drifted from one town to another. But the weather was changing and his last days in England had arrived, soon he would be heading back to Ireland. I don’t know what it is with Sean that caught my eye. It was more then his appearance as he definitely is a stunning appearance. You judge yourselves but be careful, never judge a book….you know the drill.