Life in the Old Dog yet

I finished work early today and decided to go for a wander. Once again I got lost and ended up at a pair of gates leading off a lane. The rain was battering down but when I looked at the top of the gate pillars this old fella was winking down at me. His mate, on the other side, was a little ruder he was sticking his tongue out (or maybe licking his lips?).
Both carvings were exceptional. Full of character and humour.