Next to the pub was the church which advertised local produce for sale in the porch. One of our group wandered in for a perusal.
He came out laughing.
On top of the secondhand book stall sat a well-read copy of that romantic novel, Every Picture, by the famous author and cyclist, Martin Lloyd.
If that were not ignominy enough, another member of the group went in and bought the book.
I would have sold him a copy at full price had he asked!