One middle aged chap and another elder chap arrive at a cafe on scooters and resemble Mods at heart. They appear to have aggravated neighbours before and with the complicit agreement of the cafe manager do it again.
They make a comment about the flat opposite having its windows closed and continue to set up their ‘music machine’ that is strapped to one of the scooters.
Within moments an adjacent neighbour asks them to stop. It’s uncomfortably loud and in a mixed shop residential area.
They both connive with the owner to re-site the scooter and continue.
Relief only comes when they don their jackets and helmets, that disguises their age, and speed off in plume of two-stroke petrol smoke and smiles.
Brighton has the benefit of them for the day!