Some may call this my narcissistic moment, but have you taken a good look at my photo, up there at the top of the page ? The shades are not a Jack Nicholson affectation, but necessary protection against the Summer sun in the Basque Country. But it’s not my mug-shot I want to talk about. Did you notice – and can you identify – what else is in the photo ? I’ll give you a clue. The shot was taken in a Basque village cemetery. And, yes, that is a bat and there are chains holding down the slab covering the tomb. You guessed it : it’s the grave of a vampire !
Curious, the strange things people believe. I chose the site for a reason that may not have been obvious, but which you have now cottoned on to. This blog, after all, is a send-up of religion, of credulity, of superstition. Vampires belong in science-fiction and horror movies and Hallowe’en decorations, which we do not take seriously. Unfortunately someone in the Basque Country believed they were for real. God knows what other nonsense s/he believed in. S/he must have been been . . . batty. Or just a particularly superstitious believer.