I watched stupefied as this lovely man ingeniously sculpted a tree branch into a wooden stick shape. I went on a long mountainous excursion with him and a few bottles of wine. Why don't mountain climbers take more booze? It livens up inclines of even the tiniest gradient. Imagine the thrill of a sheer cliff face and a bottle of vodka.
The Thing is, things can be good. People can be good … obviously, sometimes quite easily. A barman found an orphaned baby bird. So he made a house for it out of an old sherry box.
I've watched him feeding it with great tenderness for the last 2 weeks. He seems devoted to preserving the life of this scrappy little thing he calls Pepito (Whilst Pepito is the diminutive of the name Pepe, it's also the name for a meat sandwich). Pepito had just been given a bath in a saucer of water before I walked in.