Milk bar memories

Another day of wielding a paintbrush - still on the first coat of primer/undercoat, and running out of paint. Ventured out to the local hardware shop to order more. Progress is slow but sure...

A short evening walk down to the river for some fresh air and exercise. Outside the antique dealers is The Coffee Box, that has appeared occasionally over the last few months, but now seems to be a permanent fixture with regular opening hours. The seating is reminiscent of that in the milk bar I used to frequent as a teenager in the late '60s!