Hurry Up, Harry

Sometimes a title comes to mind mind that's only vaguely connected to what goes on in my day. Today's comes from a late 70s song by Sham 69. With a rainy day and not much time for a blip I took a photo on my way back home from a rehearsal this afternoon. The Old Commercial Inn is my nearest pub and in the interest of equality and neutrality I must do a blip of the Ring of Bells down the road.

I'm off up the road to the Old Workshop this evening for the acoustic jam.