Hat store. We had high hopes but didn’t find The One.
First-class waiting room at the Railway Museum. Loved the tiles. Unfortunately it was cordoned off for us; can’t think why.
K and the boys explored the museum while I explored the city with the girls. On the way home K was mildly horrified; “…shopping for four hours and you didn’t buy anything?!” We did buy something. But if it’s going to be carted back across the ocean with us it has to be good. Actually, it has to be The Best.
Yard of the golden bunnies.
Our fence + your bike = our bike