The most impossibly perfect, vintage Jaguar parked outside the bank.
I like to think the man driving it is one half of a sartorial couple; impeccably dandy, donning furs, woolen trenches and vintage suitcases.
Sort of a Bonnie and Clyde like scenario (why else would a car this fabulous be parked outside a bank?!) I waited a while to see if some sort of 1930's car chase would ensue but the cold got the better of me.
I suppose it was best to leave with the fantasy still in tact, as the reality would probably have left me disappointed.