Building site.

While out on patchwork business with Herself, we stopped for lunch at a local garden emporium. Not “The Garden Emporium” – just a garden emporium.
 
We were surprised at its appearance, but then, in a few weeks’ time it will be closing for a few months to make being a building site a full time occupation. What used to be an excellent café (apart from the tepid coffee) now only serves sandwiches and a few tray bakes made at home plus a choice of tea or coffee. No Earl Grey or latte, just tea or coffee - but it is hot. We did help them run down their stocks a little before they suspend trading before I delivered Mrs TD at her Linus meeting and buggered off to the Gunpowder Mill to pop of a few shots in the drizzle: see extra.

p.s. The floor was really quite dry.