Academy

 A day back at the interface after a welcome break - I spent it in the Gateshead office, plus travelling to and from. I was so busy triage-ing the huge list of email messages that I scarcely looked up during the day. I got a reasonable shot of a Gateshead rabbit, but zooming in later revealed what might be a touch of mixy, so I chose not to blip it.

Only when I was on a bus home which took a detour due to the road works did I find myself looking up at the sign for Academy Street - no blue plaque yet, as far as I could see. The establishment on the ground floor is called the Lioness of Leith. 

Home to cook a mushy meal requiring a minimum of chewing, suitable for poor Mr H's sore jaw.