had made his sleep, though pleasant, a restless one. He had arisen earlier than usual that day to put the finishing touches on his “special project”. He stood back and took a look at what he had created and said: “It is good.” Then he laughed, for he had the strange feeling that line would be attributed to someone else in the not too distance future.

He walked out of the baths into the early mid day light. He took this opportunity to stretch and shake his feet about. While doing so, as was his custom, he took in his immediate surroundings. There in the street, was the woman he had the glorious opportunity of seeing a good deal of and yet not quite all he would have liked, “ those damned towels”. If only it had taken that very moment to fall down.

He was about to call out when he decided it was better not to do so. She was with another woman and they were talking. He would not disturb their conversation. Instead he gave one more twist to his powerful body and began to walk slowly back inside.