He was still there when I returned some minutes later. It became obvious he was praying his afternoon prayers.
I felt sad that he had to skulk behind the toilets, I felt sad that u thought he was up to no good. I felt sad that I couldn't go over and say...(because he was in mid-prayers) if you had wandered a 100 metres down the road you could have gone into All Hallows' Church which is open for all.
It reminded me of a retired priest, who I respect greatly, who used to joke that one of his parishioners had "caught him at it" and he would observe that that is what he would like people to say about him. That they caught him praying. Me too!!