Fred

My wife and our daughter had some Christmas shopping vouchers to use up, so off we went for them to get much needed some retail therapy. Which in our daughter's case means a lot of um-ing and aw-ing over which example of 21st century market capitalism should grace her bedroom. I'm still not entirely sure why she chose to buy another Rapunzel doll, but she's meant to be learning the consequences of her own decisions and all that.

I spotted this chap with the David Lynch-like hair cut and funky green clothes while we were heading back to the car. I told my wife to carry on with the kids while I asked if he minded me taking his portrait. Fortunately, he agreed.