A black Discovery swings through the narrow stone pillars, into the restricted off-street car-park. The privileged driver steps out in leopard print heels, perfect rouge lipstick and a black faux-fur coat. Clacking up the steps, a designer bag hanging from her elbow, she glances at the hoi polloi.
A woman stands at the parking metre, dressed in a blue hoodie, jeans, running trainers, a woolly hat, no make-up and is carrying an unnamed canvas satchel.
Each shivers at the thought of what the other is wearing. Smirking in the comfort of their own clothes, they both turn and carry on.