The one at the Harbour

A busy morning at work was rewarded with a trip to the Harbour. The woofer and I went  in search of the annual Indian Mela. A very enjoyable event with plenty of music and food- the woofer usually gets lucky with dropped treats I try and discourage him from the spiced chicken

After a fruitless search I did what any sensible person would have done BEFORE leaving home and asked that nice Mrs Google; turns out its been relocated a train ride away due to the renovation work. Ah well, maybe tomorrow.