When one hits the wall
There is a saying: You’ve made your bed, now lie in it. And that seemed to be the case with this fellow travelling in The City recently.
It appeared that he was so exhausted from his travels and the scorching midday heat that he could only park his “Georgie bundle” and seek refuge at the nearest place – this wall along Fontabelle, St Michael, making sure to at least put his head in the shade.
Luckily, no one troubled him – or his belongings – and he was able to catch a nap as the traffic passed by. (Picture by Maria Bradshaw.)