A short-haired balding guy wearing a leather jacket is taking pictures of a yellow car.
The short-haired balding guy in a leather jacket is taking photos of a car.
The man is sitting on a bench reading a book.
A dog, whose face is blocked, is sniffing a large wooden loom.
The man is outdoors.
I assume Mrs. Inglethorp drank the coffee at night time.
There is no food.
Ireland has only two counties, splitting the country down the middle.
She is mute.