Well Earned Sarnie

There's a café up the Lea valley with an open veranda for a cuppa. These lads are shunning the relative comfort of that facility and are happy to stand outside next to their bikes, covered in mud - the bikes and them. 

I caught them them this morning at peak sarnie consumption time. The delicious moment. The trouble is, they've gone and spoilt their bacon and egg sandwiches by adding brown sauce. How can you do that?

I'm sure the brunch helped them on their way back home.