Ron and Jack

Meet Ron and Jack.

(I have to confess at this point, I don't actually know that the dog is called Jack - lets just call it artistic licence, it was the first picture I have had the guts to ask a stranger permission for. In my slight panic chatting up Ron I forgot to ask what his Jack Russell was called).

Anyhoo, I was in Ladbroke Grove for work this afternoon and as the sun had got his shit together hat on I took the liberty of walking back to the office via Portobello Road, my favourite bit of the Borough.

I met Ron, who was a lovely bloke in his own right, but drew my attention by dint of having quite a large animal sitting on his shoulder, added to which, and this is the clincher, was feeding said animal a Gregg's sausage roll.