People you meet...

In the last couple of weeks Kitty and I have several times met a quite striking man, while out walking - elderly and spry, with a flowing white beard and a white turban. And shining, spotless white shalwar kameez. We have said 'good morning' and 'fine day again', and Kitty has refrained from covering him with mud...

But today he was wearing similar but different coloured  'robes' and I plucked up the courage to ask if there was any significance in the change (thinking, I guess, of the Anglican seasonal changes, or the Buddhist shrines, different colours for the different Buddha manifestations as well as seasons).

He was ... twinkly is the best word I can think of, and explained the turban, beard and robes were to venerate and emulate Mohammed.

And the colour? No, he just wore them for a couple of days and then put them in the wash and wore clean ones...as you do. 

We both kept a straight face....