a suited man - business type - brown-sheen suit, clean patent shoes, Brylcream or Vittel applied hair, lightly tanned - striding up Winchester High Street with a small leather trunk on wheels, a bit battered, spray painted with gold stars and crescent moons like a magicians gown in kid's books - who is he? why does he have that case? where is he going?

he notes the fact that my acclimatization to recent cooler northern climes means I am wandering around down here in just my shirt sleeves, feeling warmer than others who complain of the cold -

he smiles, winks and crosses at a red light