Great Bridge

“Put your teeth in Audrey, he’s come to take our picture!”, said one of them.
“Don’t worry,” I said, “I’m only interested in photographing that fire exit really. I’ve got this photo of my Dad standing there nearly 50 years ago”
The photo got passed around. There was great interest in it.
“Ooh look. That’s what’s his name… used be in here all the time.”
“With the hat?”
“No… the one with the combover… John… no Jeff.”
“Alan”
“That’s him… I’d know him anywhere.”
“That’s your ex-missus ay it?”
“Gerroff! Her weren’t that pretty!”