Me and Carla spent today cycling out to a river swimming spot and splashing about a bit, trying to convince each other that "it's not that cold once you get use to it". While we were drying off I couldn't resist sketching these specimens.
The guy was a real man: bald patch, a luxuriant chest plumage, cigarette in one hand and innumerable pork pies and similar in the other. His girlfriend was ultra skinny and seemingly not as in to pork pies and crisps. They made a good contrast.