If he’s singing, I’m off!

Smiley Girl (the lady leaving the scene) is a daily visitor to our house and will probably feature more prettily in future blips (she’s a pretty girl). She comes in search of love and affection – and whatever she can beg, steal or otherwise scrounge by way of food!
She’s such a sweetheart, though, that we forgive all misdemeanours and tactfully ignore the fact that most times she’s decidedly whiffy!

The “singer” in this picture is Bob, an otherwise quiet and dignified chap, much given to fits of uncharacteristic over-exuberance where this lady is concerned…

Bob’s particular form of “singing” would shatter eardrums at a thousand paces (and has never been known to impress any ladies) and we are blessed we have such tolerant (or quite possibly deaf) neighbours…