A Fishy Tale

Another really nice sunny day and Luke, Donald and I headed over to the Glaswegian side of the country.
We took a quick wander into MORRISONS at BAILLIESTON to get a few messages for Meikie and George. Passing the fish counter I said to Donald that I'd maybe take a few emergency Blip pictures of the very artistic arrangement of fish as I usually get blurs of photos of Sophie and the family. Off went Donald merrily to the wine counters and I got my camera out and took a few pics. The man behind the counter very grumpily asked if he could help me. "Oh no thanks, I'm just admiring the fish presentation", and I walked away thinking no more of this.
I tra la la'd around a few more aisles to look for Donald, caught up with him (I do hope you are bearing with me, this is a bit painfully boring) and then tootled off to another corner of the shop (it's quite a large place) to find Luke to say we were now off to the checkout. On the way back to the checkout a man with a phone in his hand accosted me and told me I was NOT ALLOWED to take photos in HIS store and what was I doing, and why was I doing it and he wanted to see what I had taken. I explained that it was just the arty fish counter and showed him but he told me that I MUST delete them because it was HIS store and this is not allowed.
All I can say is, that he runs a very efficient store if the fish man phones him internally with a full description of me and my dubious behaviour and he runs around in a sweat to track me down in order to delete a few photos of some sardines (or sild?) neatly displayed like floral petals around some ice.

A great meal at Meikies, much beautiful 'Sophie' entertainment and a good game of Pool.