Bad taste

I just love this. And yet-

I know it is bad taste, getting photographed with a prop in a restaurant. The booths were covered in bright yellow fake leather. The cocktails, rather than sophisticated/touch of decadence luxuries, were OK drinks from the bar. The food was Steakhouse. This is the Albert Dock in Liverpool: round the water, with a stunning colonnade, there is a series of steakhouses and coffee-bars. And Tate Liverpool, which can’t move now. I wonder if friends might object on the grounds that polar bears are endangered- how did they acquire it?? Yuck!! And yet I wanted that photo as soon as I saw the thing, and would rather the stairway was not there. I had to squeeze past the paw to get in position. I am still second guessing.