bob and i went for a walk a while ago, and by some kind of mixture between dusk, wet dirt road, coffe delirium and weird imagination i thought i saw a very tall man with a tall hat a few hundred metres ahead. quite soon i realised the man wasn't moving, and probably wasn't even a man. but somehow i got a scary feeling of meeting "mr death" in a black and white movie. we hurried back in, to continue with the vampire film and some more coca cola :)