The Sack #habberley 46

I don’t know what his role is but he’s not doing a very good job. Perhaps he’s opening each sack to test them to make sure that other people can fit inside them easily. He might be selling them to fools who walk past and pay him to get to the top of the steps. This could be his last one. Or maybe he’s just looking for a place to sit and he doesn’t want to sit on the grass. I suppose he could be on his lunch break. He could have his snap stored down there. He could be curious and just wants to be by himself before committing to inserting himself. He could be making the sacks with a new kind of cotton that he converts from grass. He might be a gardener employed to do a bit of weeding and he’s pulling them up to let the good grass flourish.