GloMag GloMagMarch2019 - Page 22

A MOWER The saturnine old man sat on the same bench, wore the same cap and the same shoes, and was sipping tea quietly. “How is the day?” I sat on the opposite and asked. “It’s brilliant!” He scoffed and reposted, “How is yours?” “Excellent!” “Good!” “Who is he?” I asked, pointing to a middle-aged lanky, bald man, sitting stealthily beside him. 22