Years ago, every Thursday, I used to visit my nan and granddad and have a Pimbletts meat and potato pie (and various other cakes). One time I spotted this slightly surly looking pie...
Felt a bit bad eating him, I mean, look at his rosy cheeks, but... he was just so tasty...
Another Thursday pie shop visit brought me this terribly happy pie...
Sadly, neither Pimbletts or my Nan and Granddad are around any more, but the search for happy pies goes on.
Here is another work place face, this is a bucket of antifreeze with a light skin of old engine oil on it, (don't ask why) I walked past and instantly thought of that mask from the film Scream, but with a beauty spot. I remember this bucket well actually, for some reason it had been left in the corner of the workshop, but every time I walked past it there was a slightly different face looking out. This was the best of all the pictures I have of it. People in work were talking about me too as every time I walked past I took a photograph.
The search for faces will always go on.
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