We're all going on a

Summer Holiday.
It did say "For hire" but nary a sign of Sir Cliff.

Once more unto the breech dear friends. Up the road to the great metrolopse: where, speaking of "breeches", I came away with a couple of pairs.

On the way to "Marcus & Spencius" (Apologies to Carry on Cleo) we espied this noble chariot.

Therein lieth a moral ... Always blip on the way "in" coz it had gone by the time we came out.