Stag party

It told me I wasn't invited.

"No gatecrashers, now bugger off, I only pose for Max Ellis!"

The FT old lags were walking across Bushy Park this morning, heading for a pre-Christmas lunch at the Roebuck Pub. I searched behind every tree but couldn't find Max.

One or two blunted ones, but I'd say this red stag had upwards of 14 points on its antlers. That would make it an imperial.