Gone Fishing

There's a caff that the cycling group go to on Tuesdays that has Alan here as one of the clientele. I have always liked his hat and beard. Less so the pipe but he does restrict it to outdoors. He was happy to pose for me today. Once again, like the smoking candle on Sunday, it was difficult to catch the billows of smoke.

He said he likes fishing. No surprise there - the clue is in the hat. I said I like cycling, whilst holding my bike and covered in mud. He confessed that he would never have guessed. I think he was kidding me.