Not A Rainbow

It is the reflection from a funky scented wax thingy from when the morning sun hit it ... which I forgot I had taken when I went and took pictures of the knurled knobs and stuff on another of Dad's technical things (and the leaf in a bottle) in the mid to late(ish) evening.

I shifted a chest freezer in the garage to try and find the faceplate that fell behind it some time again.
But it wasn't there - so I have no idea where it went.
Before I got the chance to throw the Teddy out of the pram to look elsewhere I got called in as we had visitors ... it was The Monsters. They had called in on their way home from school. Very good of them. They stayed for an hour and a half before I thought it might be an idea to get them home for lunch (if we had known they were coming we would have arranged to feed them).

SWMBO nipped up to the refurbished (at exorbitant cost) shop at the station and came back with a small bottle of fizzy booze which they were handing out to shoppers. I suspect they are slightly worried about the hairdressing shop being converted into another similar shop about 100 yards away (and closer to the station).