Spring Gardens

It's spring, certainly but garden was elusive in this shot.

Having survived the morning annual appraisal (you'll be delighted to know that I am 'good' at my job), I headed off home to work there for the afternoon. With the aid of some 'fortification'. Buckfast to be precise.

Nearest handiest on the way home (that doesn't yet know me) is this fine emporium on Spring Gardens. (Also just about handy for work - again, very discreet *nod, wink etc*)

Black paint, on shop shutter, block capitals, single underline, no date. Probably '13 at a guess. And accompanied by Deli, NSA, Ches, and a fan of the Misfits 

4 more hours of the working week to go! Cause for celebration, I think.

All together,now
"I ain't no goddamn sonofabitch, you better think about it, baby"