A Recognised Prisoner!

    Yesterday I happened to be making my way on foot through town to the local library, wearing as I do from time to time, my piped blazer and deck shoes. A young woman saw me, approached me, and flashing the logo on her black jacket said to me 'You look like someone who could use Amnesty International. After all you are a Prisoner!' That was a clever approach! Seeing me wearing a piped blazer, the young woman must have known of the Prisoner, perhaps a fan. So I said 'But I've escaped the Village. Be seeing you' and gave the village salute, which to my surprise the young woman returned. It certainly put a smile on my face.  Be seeing you.