Monochrome Monday. A ‘USA’ tank loco trundles past The Kettle, a right old dive of a boozer. It’s known for its weekly ladies’ wasp chewing competition, knuckle sandwiches, snooker ball fights and rancid warm flat beer of unknown origin.
That looks like Beryl’s old Austin 7 parked outside, we’re not seen her for a while, but I imagine she’s still in the pub from last night arm wrestling yesterday’s wasp chewing winner ‘well ard’ Rita Codfinger.
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