Doris...

Mother and I had our coffee and a light lunch at a Cafe called Ironic.  Coffee and food good but the acoustics are less desirable so we do not go there often.  Mother was given a voucher for Ironic as a birthday gift last year and decided she should use it before it expired.  This fish bowl was fascinating and Doris was actually a boy but such a pretty blue boy with sheer gossamer fins wafting around it. 
The bowl itself was one of two and misshapen to ooze over a lump of drift wood.  The second bowl was smaller and above Doris and had a shoal of tiny wee bright coloured fish in it.  The whole sculpture was very organic and fabulous.
All in all a very nice break from routine.