Domed

Very late night or rather early morning to bed (a wee trip to the casino with OH, shhhhhh) meant that most of the morning passed by in the land of nod.

We went up town at lunchtime on the bus for a wander around every a few shoe shops doing the dreaded boot/shoe shop for OH. You might remember last time he got boots I explained how much of an ordeal this is. The one and only pair he gets he wears until they wear out then they have to be replaced urgently.
We saw loads but not a single pair he liked enough to buy ......sigh!

We decided to have a spot of lunch at The Dome on George Street, somewhere we've never been but that I've heard good stories about. The food was lovely as far as I'm concerned. Fussy OH being a chef, can always find something to complain about (to me you understand and not the the proprietors) and didn't particularly enjoy it.
Anyway this is a picture of the amazing ceiling. The building used to be bank many years ago and we both can remember going in and up to the tellers who used to sit behind their desks in the middle of the huge space under this dome.

Right it's 10pm and I'm off to beddy byes. I'm shattered! Night all.