I’m ‘avin a Fag.

I took Pops for a haircut in Haverhill and spent half an hour perusing the delights of Poundland, Peacocks and The Works. I discreetly snapped these 2 while I was waiting for her to come out of the hairdressers.
We’ve had a curry and Johnnie is here. Currently in the middle of a Strictly/F1/Strictly sandwich. Who says we can’t compromise?