I have something in my eye.

It was a brief encounter. Teddy is en route to a gig in the deep south, but the call of the Carnforth tea room is always too strong.

So an average cherry scone and a pot of strong tea later, and Teddy is ready to resume the journey.

He did stop under the clock to remove a speck of something from the eye of a passing fair maiden. But playmate wasn't happy with the photograph, so no one sees it.

Romantic old Teddy