On many Monday evenings I join Globites for beer and wings at a place called the Wheat Sheaf. But not this one.




This fellow stopped us and asked if we could give him directions. Ha ha. No. Not even close.




A few moments later we saw him again; I guess he found what he was looking for!




I enjoyed the multicoloured buildings up and down the streets. And the guy wearing shorts on his bike. Brrrr....




We knew we had to have fish and chips at some point. This was that point.




A forceful suggestion in a small shop window.

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