Mr Oaken's adventures

This post is a short break in my story, I want to tell you the small story that happened to me yesterday morning...

Sunday morning, 9am: Mmmhh, let's do like French people and buy some bread! As usual, Okra is following me to take - again - pictures of me. You'll never guess what I saw in the street... (unless you read the title of this article, hum!)

Santas! Hundreds of Santas! Thousands of Santas! It was an invasion!

I knew that being a Santa was a job, a big one, but apparently they are even doing some giant recruiting sessions! I think they realised (a bit too late), that Christmas is approaching. So they had to run for 5km, and I guess the first will be this year's Santa.

Remember in early October, when I told you how I ran away from this dark place. I have to confess that whoever did it, they had their reason. I think they were motivated by one of my creations... Anyway! Today, I want to catch them: they broke my life!

Fortunately Okra is with me today, and even if this robot can't talk to me, I think she knows what I'm looking for: my abductors, and she's taking all these pictures of me to help me. I'm sure she is aware of something that I ignore, what does she want to say? Look! These pictures for instance, the way she took it, it's like if she took the pictures to show me the right way... Maybe she knows who are my abductors?

Unfortunately I suppose it is safe to trust Okra, but maybe it is not, who knows..?

A few number of people know that, but a large population of Glasgow are magician, they even have their school, welcome to Hogwart!

Ok, actually it's the university of Glasgow, pretty magic isn't it?

It's difficult to say goodbye to all these beautiful colours, but winter is coming...

Okra loves to take creepy pictures of me, I think she is about to discover where I come from, and what I did before being abducted and forced to live in this ugly cave for 5 months. What's the link? Well, I can't tell you for the moment, but it's a bit "original".

Anyway, these are the three steps that Okra follows to make these pictures:

1. Go in a dark place (If I well remember it was Glasgow Cathedral, or maybe the High Kirk of Glasgow, or St Kentigern's? Or St Mungo's Cathedral?... Damn, I can't remember the name!)
2. Waiting that I take awkward positions
3. Take the picture of everything...but me. I should think to modify this robot, but each time I try to get close, she just runs away