Here, in a pre-Turner
edition, is the same pair.
The distiguished gentleman in the background
is Jim Trueman, by all accounts a genuine loss to the sport and the world
when taken by cancer well before his allotted three-score and ten.
In the left photo the men appear to be enjoying themselves. In the
right one, it seems to me they are timing the participants' endurance
in a blade-sitting contest. A different crop of the second picture
shows Trueman is counting something on his fingers, for the benefit
of Danny Sullivan and his girlfriend: CLICK.
Come to think of it, maybe that 'click' crop belongs on the Fingers