PJ I cannaa see

Happy was out and about this weekend offering free bear hugs to the people of Leeds and Bradford. Double panted for fear of the little happy chap popping out and frightening the good people of Leeds, I donned my PJs and bear ears, and stood in various places around Leeds offering bear hugs to the general public. Someone shouted "Go to bed, you twat" rather endearingley at me, and one nice gentleman in the market demonstrated how to give a bear hug properly, which appeared to consist of snapping my spine and squeezing me till blood came out of my ears and my bottom squeaked like a chipmunk. Amusing though was how many people didn't give me a second glance, as if a man wearing PJs & bear ears, offering bear hugs, is exactly what you would expect on a Friday lunchtime when leaving Greggs. Still many a bear hug was proffered and accepted and all in all it was in its own silly way quite heart warming which was the exact response I was hoping for. On Saturday I ventured to the museum of film and photography in Bradford, again many a hug was offered but it felt a little bit more contrived than on Friday and I was quite glad when the battery in the video camera ran out. Back to Leeds again next time to offer games of leap frog to the general public I think. Mucho thanks to A for taking the photos and then transforming them into the posters.