Boyhood dream

I feel a bit guilty for indulging a boyhood dream, but I've wanted one since I first saw these.

After picking it up from Birmingham, Mum, Dad, Tia and I drove our cars to Shrewsbury so they could have a look around town. Tia got herself a nice hat for Damian's wedding and Dad treated us all to a full English. The owner intially refused as it was 15:01 (60 seconds after the deadline - I hate that), but as we pointed out we'd waited ages for service he was good enough to fit us in.