As I said before, in 1996 I went to London and looked for a room in someone’s home.
I tried three or four addresses but in the end chose the home of an old Irish Catholic couple.
I’ve told about this before but here I am giving you more details.
The old lady wanted 83 pounds but I offered her 90 a week.
I thought it was a very good start.
The lady gave me a large room and breakfast.
In the mornings I would come down for breakfast and the lady would give me tea and things, I can’t remember what.
She started asking me lots of questions but I thought it was normal. I thought she just wanted to get to know me.
I replied according to my beliefs, I am unable to just avoid subjects or be hypocritical.
She asked me about politics and stuff and I told her my opinion.
I remember only one or two of those questions because I was not giving the conversation any particular importance.
She asked me if I thought Rabin was a man of peace and I said well you know, you start a war and after 20 years you put a stop to it and you get a Nobel Prize.
The house was very large and in a good district and had high value but the husband had just been a factory blue collar boss and I think they must have had very little money because one they would not be renting rooms and two the wires and the switches were all very very old.
I also remember having thought, considering her talk, that the old lady was very attracted to money and once I just mentioned that the Bible said that the love of money was the root of all evil. To which she had made a mocking gesture.
These things must have put me in a bad light with her.
Plus the fact that one day a girl came to stay at the house and she started to attack me because of my religious beliefs. I don’t know why because I had never discussed religion with her but I presume the old lady had started hating me for being righteous and had told her to challenge me.
The young girl was very rude, arrogant and aggressive but I just answered with gags.
I wasn’t going to talk seriously with someone so rude who wanted to show off all the usual evolutionary mumbo jumbo.
Also one day a girl came to stay at the house and she would come out of her room in underwear when I left my room.
The lady started telling me off because according to her I didn’t like women.
Anyway, I never suspected anything wrong was going to happen. After all, I thought, we live in the free world and I have a right to do what I want provided I respect the law.
But something odd started happening one day.
I started having cough.
I didn’t give it too much thought because I had had cough before. Although the funny thing was that it was the warm season and I do not normally catch a cough when the weather is fine.
But after several days, while I was having my breakfast, the lady came up to me, and asked me about my health.
I’m alright I said.
Then she leaned towards me and, smiling, she said: “Oh, but you have a cough”.
Only then I started being puzzled. I started to think that something was not quite alright.
I was puzzled by her grin.
Why would anyone act like that? Smile as if glad that I was ill.
I finished my breakfast and I went out into the street pondering over what had happened.
Across the road there was a telephone booth so I rang my friend in Italy to discuss the thing with her.
As I was talking on the phone I see this scene: a young man in jeans and white T-shirt crosses the street to the other side.
When he gets to the middle of the street he stops and turns towards me.
I look at him carelessly but then I see this writing on his chest: “The problem is in the drink”.
Anyway, I stopped having breakfast with the old lady and the cough disappeared immediately.
I remember she had a niece who was a nurse in hospital and I had met her one day at home.
I suppose anyone else would have left that house immediately but I never have any fear and stayed on regardless.
Other things happened that were less important but in the end, because I was avoiding the company of the old lady and her husband I was asked to leave.
They said I had to leave because they wanted to go on holidays to Ireland.
What do you think: Was that young man an angel of the Lord, as I believe ?