ON our beautiful walk home somewhere in Spain, we spotted a market on a quiet road with the name ‘Supermarket D’Omar’. It was a picture perfect moment as the two Omars in our group crossed the street and posed under the sign, both pointing to their names. A gentleman from the store came out, ostensibly to see what was going on, and when the Spanish-speaking Omar explained what they were doing, the man said he was also named Omar. This too required a photograph. It was a sweet moment.

On our next evening at our hosts’ home, his wife, who has lived in Spain for 10 years, said she had increasingly started to feel unwelcome. She said she got strange looks in supermarkets and understood why the supermarket Omar came out looking a bit wary. In fact, she had a photograph to show it. Indeed, when we looked at the photograph of the two Omars pointing to their names, the supermarket Omar’s face did not seem friendly, or cheerful as he approached us. As mentioned, he was happy to be included in the photograph once he understood what was going on.

It is impossible to know whether the supermarket Omar had experienced anything untoward but as the saying goes, that one photograph ‘tells a story’.

That story is backed up by news........

© Dawn