Bring Me The Head . . .

Not sure what animal this head came from, but he certainly seemed a cheerful fellow, although there's a trace of silent resignation in those sad, dark, eyes. I think the hairy fellow might have run a bit faster if he'd realised he'd end his days suspended from a hook on the wall of a shop that is so run-down that the word 'Antique' in its title seems a dangerously optimistic overstatement . . .