Tory and I are running around London as the guests of Anonymous and are having a great time. It’s a dream come true for me to finally visit the UK. As a lad growing up in the midwest, I carted the giant anthology of every single Sherlock Holmes story to school with me till I had read the entire collection — so standing at 221B Baker Street was a big kick for me.
An even bigger kick was meeting all the great people who come out to picket Scientology’s fraud and abuse on a regular basis. We’ve been having a grand time at the raids and at the pubs.
On Sunday we went out to St. Hill and took a gander. You can’t see much from the road. Just the gates. Back in the trees, a bit down the road, we found a storage container that Tory felt was full of PC folders. The doors were wide open. A less ethical group might have hopped the fence and grabbed some confidential files but not us.
Instead, we waited until one staff member poked his head out of the container and peeked at the SP’s a few feet away. When he scurried back inside the container, Tory let him know he was in the state of treason for allowing the container to stand wide open with its contents vulnerable. That drove him back to the manor.
When we got back to the train station with a couple of Anonymous members, we encountered Andy Hovey, who was snapping pictures of us. I grabbed my camera and started shooting video as he tried to flee. Lucky for me (and unlucky for Andy), his motorcycle was parked right where I was standing.
Here’s some shots of him.
After he left, another man (wearing a red tie) was seen in the phone booth, taking a very long time to make a call and glancing at us quite a bit. After awhile, I decided to get into the next booth and pretend to make a call to see what would happen.
I didn’t realize that you could hear everything being said in the adjoining phone booth. It was never my intent to eavesdrop but as soon as I entered, the man ended his call saying, “All right then. I won’t go there. I’ll just go hide in the weeds.”
Red Tie Man quickly hung up and left the booth and I scurried out behind him, astonished by what I’d heard. I have been trying to think of another reason why someone would say “I’ll just hide in the weeds” but I’m afraid I can’t come up with one.
Oh, if only the camera had been rolling for that.