Here's another pic in which I use this particular fleeting style.
The cup in the picture came from an old gentleman who we met in the Dublin Castle in Camden. He was drinking out of a green goblet style glass that had a skeletal hand as the stem.
He refused to tell us what drink the glass contained and handed out Italian rock magazines to us and a French couple who we were sharing the table with (He wasn't Italian).
I guess he realised how enthralled I was with the glass because when he left the pub he gave it to me. It now sits happily on a table in my living room.
This is myself, The Man and his glass.
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