I didn’t dare to inspect too closely, but I think the yellow bit, and the little brown bits may be rather disgusting, but then again . . . .
I’ll post the full picture as an extra tomorrow when I'll also add the location for this one.
 
Mrs TD thought that we should investigate a new Café, so off we toddled. We found it easily enough, but it did seem a little posh for us; clean and smartly decorated, but then it does belong to the Duke of Buccleugh - and, we had to wait in a queue devoid of other people to be escorted to our table. The menu, which clearly carried the word “café” on its heading was a bit posh as well, not to mention a teensy bit on the expensive side. The complimentary carafe of water, flavoured, both delicately and decoratively, with mint and cucumber was rather nice.
The current state of my indigestion system (the doctor is looking into it – metaphorically speaking) meant that I forwent a main course and settled for a starter and a sweet. The starter was very nice, but sparse, and I was glad that I had baked a loaf of bread just before we left home, but then came the enormous pudding, "hive(??) honey cheesecake," and neither of us wanted any tea this evening.
 
Afterwards, we went into the gift shop on the other side of the yard, it was full the naff items that I dread receiving at Christmas as I then have to smile and look sincere when I say “Thank you.” At the other side of the gift shop was the café that we had intended to try.
 
I have an update on yesterday’s Blip. This morning, a polis car pulled up behind him the offender; I don’t know if they switched the engine off when they climbed out, but they spent a long time talking to the male escort and writing things in their notebooks. For the rest of the day, the car sat there with its engine turned OFF.
 
Thanks to Osuzanna for hosting this week’s Tiny Tuesday and selecting the theme.