This is something I've been wrestling with for a while now and I've decided enough is enough. It all happened a few weeks ago when I was going down Westoe Road on the bus, on my way to Gough's to get a new pair of hair tongs in a sun bleached cyan box that I had seen in the window a few days earlier. As I passed the town hall, I glanced across and saw Galen's lass with an unknown stranger. I quickly snapped the moment on my box brownie and have published it here so it's all in the open. I'm sure there's an explanation for the apparent embrace, maybe Galen could enlighten us.