Suicidal at the prospects for next season? Bumped into Joey Barton in the Bigg Market? Beaten to death by a musclebound Toon girl gang?
No one can say for sure. Rob, who took the photo, captured the sad spectacle in his office car park this morning and suggests a caption competition. OK, then, but anything close to “the only good Mag …. ” faces automatic disqualification. Keep them decent, banter not abuse.
Rob’s in music so either I’ll twist his arm for the a few CDs for the best entry, or find some unopened ones of my own to send the winner (that’s called pushing the boat out).
Only snag is that either way, it’ll be folk/roots music.