Tight heids

When I were a lass, working at the coalface of news gathering, my favourite senior reporter colleague used to roar 'tight heids' whenever a snapper/monkey/picman* produced a camera in the pub.
One word from Alex and we all cooried our heads together.
'Tight heids' must have been one of the phrases of choice for all photographers in a certain era. That, and 'jump for joy'.
Anyways, today I spotted these heads in my friends house and it made me think of Alex.
The last days of wine and roses; we just didn't know it at the time!

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