A Bit Rusty

Today Niamh and I returned to the Music Festival where she was playing cello this time, not piano like last week.
All went well but strict rules policed by angry looking OAPs on a mission meant no photos allowed of our wonderful little musicians.
On the way back to the car I spied an old fuse box outside the museum.
I could see Niamh wondering why she doesn't have a "normal" mum who would be redoing her make-up, not clambering around in a museum garden taking photos of some old rusty bits...

Thank you to everyone who showed support and concern for our lovely Scottish Deerhound patient. 
She is home and doing exceptionally well.
If she was a cat she would be well down her list of lives!