The Pied Piper of Hamelin

When the city of Hameln lost all its children the city fathers no doubt felt duly chastened for their attempted double-dealing with a mysterious piper dressed in multi-coloured clothes (pied, you see). Now, however, they may well feel gratitude to that rat-catcher extraordinaire for the tale of his poetic revenge attracts thousands of tourists every year and contributes a decent amount to the city's economy.

Among those attracted and who contributed (via the extortionate charge for parking) was myself. With an eye on that parking meter, I only stayed long enough to film the clockwork replay of the Pied Piper legend and then hightailed it out of there in search of more congenial parking spaces.

Mind you, this is one of the slowest-paced films I have ever made - and I've cut out the bits when, for what seemed like minutes at a time, absolutely nothing happened! In fact, I nearly packed up the camera twice, thinking that the show had ended, only to have the bells start chiming again or the clockwork figures reappear. If you come to see the show, expect it to start late, proceed slowly and don't leave until the final ring of the bells.

Oh, and try not to think of that parking meter running remorselessly.