Yes, this one is actually me, well spotted. I was having a good hair day and about to set off to take pictures of the Devil's Dyke. I somehow ended up in Patcham. Post about that to possibly follow. Postibly.
As a side note, a gentleman asked me earlier in the week if my hair was dyed. "No, I have naturally green roots," I replied with a look that was close to a wink, although I'd never actually do a wink as that's the sort of facial expression best left to Carry On films.
We continued to chat, then the question popped up again.
"So, is your hair dyed?"
Yes sir. Yes, it is.
And now, I have died too.