Sunday, 25 June 2017
Free burglar lookout service (London / Lisbon)
As I approached Table 46, wondering if I should collect the half-empty bottles of beer, four customers (one woman) at Table 45 said, “They’ve just gone outside for a smoke.” I said to them, “Do you know what you are? You’re the Neighbourhood Watch.” They really liked that, and laughed, turning it over aloud: “Neighbour Watch. That’s a good way of calling it.”
Reminds me of when an ex-colleague at The Heart of the Dragon, our picture editor Douglas Tunstell*, moved from Malaga to Lisbon in the late 80s. He wrote, saying, “We’ve moved into our new home. We don’t need to worry about burglars, as just across the narrow road is another block of flats, with old ladies sitting at their windows all day long, looking out at the goings-on in the street.”
I’ve certainly seen similar scenes in Turkey, Spain, and Greece. Perhaps a common feature throughout the Mediterranean countries?
(London 2017 / Lisbon late 1980s)