One Sunday, just as M and I were about to sit down for a rather good looking homemade pizza, we heard a bit of a palaver out in the street. The police were putting on a bit of a show (other than tear gassing school children) by walking down Pedro de Valdivia in shiny boots (and no, Pedro didn't mind, as it is the name of the street). Unfortunately the Diminutive One couldn't see much other than the backs of people's heads, although I managed to take these pics. There's nothing like a bit of oompah on a Sunday afternoon.
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