Sidney Sausage

After school I waited for the bus with about eight other lads. A man with a friendly face and unsymmetrical mouth used to walk passed every day but never made eye contact. We called him Sidney Sausage due to his large lips but never said anything to his face. I wonder if he’s still alive. He looked to be about 60 then but he was probably in his forties.

With half an hour to time to spare (is there such a thing a spare time?) I made a very quick abstract painting of his face.