An Upset in Málaga

We were just strolling up one of Málaga’s neighbourhood shopping streets, when we saw this:

What’s up here?

Murder most foul?

Someone up to no good?

The aftermath of an uprising?

How upsetting.

Luckily we soon realised.

These up-ended legs belonged to a plaster mannequin.

The shop where they’d come from was having a makeover.

It was going up-market.

Selling to those Uptown Girls.

Square up

Author: margaret21

I'm retired and living in North Yorkshire, where I walk as often as I can, write, volunteer, and travel as often as I can.

44 thoughts on “An Upset in Málaga”

      1. Not even once. We had no television when I was a child, and by the time there was one in my life, when I was about 30, the moment had passed.


  1. Something creepy about mannequins isn’t there? By the way have you seen/heard the ’50 ways to leave your lover’ spoof – suggestions for a certain person re exiting the Whitehouse!


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