A night out for Mr Porridge and the fair Swedish Pear:
They eased into the scene with a cosy chat at the window, admiring the bipedalism of the passers-by.
A scamper to the barstool proved a little disappointing as it was hard to gain the attention of the bartender.
The dizzying, glitzy heights of the polished bar went straight to Mr P’s dapper head and they danced the light fandango to the applause of Ms Swede’s fellows in the stands.
Here they pose a little stiffly before Mr P hits his stride.
A fun night was had by all.