Whatever became of Mr Hummels?

“Now there’s a question…”

“Last I’d heard he was still flogging his wares on a street somewhere.
No, not like that. ”

“He’d taken up a spot outside one of those supermarkets where you don’t need to pay and they use your facial id to charge you, you know the ones?”

“Yeah, those. Well, he’d taken up a spot outside of those with an old trestle table filled with homemade magazines which he’d decided to print and fold on a single piece of A3. Are A3 the big ones?”

“I know, strange spot to pick but I suppose he didn’t really want to sell any anyway.”

“I know… I’ve heard some stories too but most of them aren’t true… ”

“Well… I guess I know him better than most. Or better than anyone probably, but that isn’t saying too much.”

“No, that story is categorically false. But if you’ve heard about the catacombs in Paris – that one is true.”

“Again, I don’t know where you’re getting that. He might have said he could have been professional but the guy “sells” A3 magazines outside of a cashless supermarket.”

“I’m not being unfair. I just wouldn’t want to misrepresent him.”

“They say that, yes. Equally, it could have been his fascination with the mushroom which made him hide away. The two go hand-in-hand.”

“Society sickened him. He had too much of it, it’s not very fair to misrepresent the humble mushroom either.”

“I also wish he hadn’t wasted his time with that. Poetry is a very particular art form but at least it’s generally brief. I actually liked his rhyming. But he spent 10 years writing that. 10 years. He knew  it was bad, to the point that he tried to make it worse but couldn’t.”

“The very same. It’s hard to imagine that such utter rubbish could come from the same pen, let alone a man who sells fold out nudes outside Amazon.”

“Yes, and they’re self-portraits.”

“Clown is a strong word. But, there are some of him with a clown wig and nose.”

“It’s hard to say. He told me it was any day where the wind was over 40 knots and the cloud cover is over 3 octas.”

“No, that’s right. No one wants an A3 fold out naked clown in 40 knots of wind.”

“Life will do that to a man. Or any gender really.”

“”If I see him, I’ll tell him you were after him. And likewise if you catch him. But as we know, he can be elusive.”

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