Rude graffiti

Today was dull again as the wind remained slightly easterly and we had plenty to do at home. Eventually late afternoon I went to the Bike Works as my gears were jumping after the recent service. They tightened the wire and I was back out in less than 10 minutes; result. On the way home I was able to get in and take pictures of some long lost graffiti that was behind a recently demolished building. The guy putting up the fence had no objection to me taking photos. It’s not great but in its day must have been really good. It was only after I tweaked the picture in Lightroom I noticed the rude word; sorry.
 
Best on black.
 
Today’s entry on the Abstract Fiesta journal is of a fish.