I’ve been attending buddhist teachings on a wednesday night in my local library. We are told to be more accepting of everyone and everything. but on my way home…
…this man was taking a wee in the street, slyly opening his car door, opening his fly and then urinating.
I photographed him as he was shaking his penis. But I imagine it looked like this.
(This image has been mosaiced, so not to cause offence and is not to scale)
At first I was outraged.
But anger turned to acceptance, even love, as I returned home and remembered that 4 nights before, I was caught short myself in the middle of the night and only had a fresh orange juice bottle with a little left in, to hand.
I got home and looked at that partly filled bottle in a different light.
It now sits proudly on my bed side table as a reminder to accept people with different ways, habits and cultures.
Ironically it was in a SAINBURYS TASTE THE DIFFERENCE bottle.