The man who cornered the market in black hair dye in the far flung isle.
There he was holding his fish scythe, hovering over a decapitated tuna trying to cut bits to get into a tin no doubt. But I couldn't keep my eyes off his hair - his jet black hair. Not a hair out of place, not a grey hair at all. Very,,, something.
Yes the picture is a bit thin. A bit lacking in the focus department and all the rest but I only had an XA2 and Polypan-f film rated at 60asa.