I didn't have a headache this morning, though my eyeballs felt unusually tender!
I had forgotten I had booked lunch with a friend for next Sunday and not this, so at a loose end, I took myself to a local art gallery for a mooch and for some lunch.
The exhibits were interesting.
But not quite as impressive as the gallery attendants hairy calves which caught my attention much more than the pink animal sideboard!
They were lovely and just as impressive as his trendy twirled moustache!
To cool off I took myself to the cafe and was given a very large gold number three to let the server know what table to bring my sandwich.
" Thats a bit camp!" I told the staff
" You should see our number 7 ...it's fabulous !" the server replied.
I sat and ate my sandwich as the gallery attendant with the lovely calves sat down nearby to eat his lunch. With such a lovely view all too much I went to look at some more of the art and with my left over birthday money bought myself a flying bird sculptured from a broad palate knife!
Flying bird by Rachel Sumner
Albert and my Art Wall at home