I was trundling along the road in my much loved but very scabby car earlier on today, and when I was stopped for a moment I saw 2 young lads in Jogging bottoms and baseball hats with a dog. The dog was, unsurprisingly, a Staffordshire Bull Terrier. And the dog had the kind of expression on his face that said “I’m really sorry about these two I’m with!”. In the old days people were supposed to look like their pets; now their pets look ashamed of being seen with their owners.
That’s it, as you were.