Flying Dragons

It was lovely to have something to look forward to on this dreich Saturday. I had a date to meet Lulabel and Cat at Tir na nOg for afternoon coffee and cake.

The café there, called The Soup Dragon, has had a make-over to comply with current measures, so, as well as a reduction in the number of tables, all the drapes and weird hangings have gone. There are still a couple of flying dragons, which, given the café's name, is understandable.

Wine o'clock now - slainte!