The Colours of Me

I forgot these were in the camera.

Back in March, my man and I had a very special lunch in the new 'container mall' in Christchurch.

I thought the containers looked neat. They were multi-level and vibrant coloured with decks and banisters. And they felt safe.

Thankfully Mother Nature must have been having a rest as there was not one wobble.

At the Crafted Coffee Company, we sat overlooking the courtyard and ate delicious chicken filo and salad. 

Entertainment was a young long-haired busker and his electric guitar. As much as I love electric guitars, we found it annoyingly loud when trying to talk. Even the waiter wished the musician would leave.

Another source of amusement was a feathery fiend stealing a lady's lunch.

While waiting for her order, the middle-aged lady left her table to chat to someone she obviously knew. A waiter appeared with a burger and fries. He put them on the lady's table. As he left, a cheeky seagull dived in and wrecked havoc, grabbing beakfuls of food and spreading it everywhere.

Ah ha! A photo opportunity! 

But as I fumbled with the focus a commotion broke out. 

People had realised what was happening.

The lady rushed back.

She angrily shooed the seagull away then stomped red-faced into the cafe container. 

Moments later several waiters zoomed out and frantically cleared the mess. 

This time the lady stayed seated and soon a fresh burger and fries arrived. 

I must admit I felt sorry for the seagull. And a bit annoyed that I'd missed out on a photo.   

But, just then, a wee friend joined us for lunch. :)