Cobbles and Kegs

A trip into Macclesfield today and spotted this cobbled street.

When the school bus returned at 4pm, George told me that I had food around my mouth. I thought it odd, as I’d not eaten since breakfast.
I attempted to remove whatever it was but he insisted that it was still there, so I used the car mirror to see what he was referring to.
Imagine the horror when I realised that it was a big orange ring from drinking the carrots I’d juiced at 9.30 this morning!
I’ve spent all evening trying to recall how many people I’ve spoken to throughout the day :-O
They must have been laughing their socks off.