Sharone - great Sea org uniform! Great to see you again.
We're building up a good close network of exes now. Snuffy was there looking cool as usual!
Plenty of people were interested in the National Minimum Wage campaign and the Data Protection Campaign!
I missed meeting Terril, but Mrs A noticed him! I hope to say hi to you next time Terril.
The protest day is so hectic and it's not possible to talk to everyone and the masks make talking so difficult. At one time Mrs A and I were talking to a lady who studies various cults and my voice completely disappeared from all the shouting through the mask.
Talked to a girl just out and her Aunt. It is so wierd these days that when people leave they can just literally walk across the road and join the other side!
Her parents and brother are still in and my heart felt for her when she described their disconnection. She's still practically a baby having been recriuted for staff when she was only 15. At least her Aunt is able to help her! She said that QVS has less than 20 students in the courseroom, which is no more than London had 40 years ago! QVS is a huge empty building!
No body routers and leafleters outside TCR this time, sort of missed them, nobody to yell "cult" at! Smiling stalking OSA lady was tucked away inside, no snooping, stalking photo taking this time.
Mrs A and I and my talking parrot paraded down the org side of TCR several times and tried to peek in past the burley security guard, but there was nothing to see except bookcases of DMSMH that had been set up to screen the reception desk.
Hartley voiced the opinion that maybe they were running an operation that if the staff weren't there to see us then as far as they were concerned we didn't exist! I wondered if the previous OSA goons had been RPFed because they had failed to stop us from coming back again and again!
I missed pink-faced PTS lady and I'm worried she has caved in after looking at all us SPs for month after month. It was like old friends were absent from the demo, they have become so familiar to us from previous pickets.
Then passing Goodge Street station we saw one of the body routers from previous months! He was lurking between the tube station and the Org looking across at the protestors. Previous months he had avoided looking at us, but today he looked like he was off-duty and had come along to look at the protestors. "Let's go and have a chat with him", Mrs A suggested and so we two pirates approached what seemed like a familiar old friend. He had his back to us while he was clocking the protestors across the road. "Are you not leafleting this month?" I asked in my best friendly voice. He turned to us and looked in absolute terror at the two of us terrible SPs, just a foot away from him.
We will never forget the look of fear and confusion on his face! It was shocking to see. He sort of trembled and looked away, shakng his head in terror and he scurried away, too frightened to look at us or talk to us.
He headed past the org to the corner and stood again to watch the protestors across the road who were rickrolling and dancing. Mrs A and I danced our way down past the Org. "Don't go near him this time" I said because we didn't want to give him an excuse to say we were harrassing him, so we merrily danced past him and again when he saw we two evil SPs he looked away in panic and scurried away again.
So sad. We would have loved to talk to him, to find out what he thought about us and to see if we could, achieve some understanding. But the poor confused Scientologist was unable to communicate. I hope he blows soon and finds his freedom.
So yes another great day of meeting friends and missing those few dear brainwashed friends who were kept away from the evil terrorists.
Rickrolling the tube train was again a highlight and my parrot merrily danced on his perch as we sang in the carriage!
Next week it is Plymouth - "Yo ho ho, the cult must go!"