I was back home (my w.yorks home) this weekend, visiting a friend, and whilst approaching the train station I came head to head, literally, with a protest march. Quickly got some phone-cam shots;
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* His sign says "Love for Hummanity what you love for yourself"
** The men carrying orange bags have sweeties in there
*** Check out the fat kid looking at me, lol
I'm not entirely sure what they were protesting for, to be honest with you when I first saw the row of Imams (muslim priest) leading the march yelling into megaphones I expected the worst, from both the protesters and "on lookers" but they were happy to have me walk along side of them and shoot some film photographs at a closer distance, and the pedestrians let 'em do their thing, at least for the 10 or 15 minutes I was with them. The people in their photographs are all men because the women were following behind them in vechicles.
I asked the old man (white beard, glasses) what was happening but all I could make out was "bratfud" (Bradford) and he carried on handing out STRAWBERRY quality street chocolates. nicely played old muslim man. I couldn't hear clarity in their yelling from the music they were playing over themselves, through an old skool ghetto blaster.
I also managed to record a 'Jesus Rap' in Manchester city centre yesterday morning, also on my way to the train station. By that I mean I was recording Christian demonstrators rapping about Jesus, I wasn't recording a Jesus rap single or anything... although....
and I sent a mothers day card (it's progress)
Devious Comments
omg when's mother's day?
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