Lee king force it

My old colleague who I constantly got mixed up with, Lee sent me a couple of treats this week. One in the shape of a sign I walk past pretty much every week, which is disappointing for me, given the gentle abuse I occasionally lay on you lot!



I have spotted the state of the chap who cuts the keys in that little wagon though, and believe me when I say you don't want to know whether he's kinky or otherwise.

The other came from picturesque Carshalton:



It's that one we've all heard of, but never actually thought someone would put into practice. But there she is in all her glory for Lee and now you to behold. You lucky beggars.