Yeah, with a classic piece of McKeown organisation, I've only just had this film developed and, sadly, it contains no photos whatsoever of Mike and myself being senselessly beaten and butted insensible by angry Deer. Both of these snaps are from the ceremonial garden we visited.
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I have no idea what function, if any, this thing performs. It might be a contender for "World's Least Hospitable Bird Table." |
| An interesting companion piece is "The World's Least Hospitable Tea-Room." Not only is there nobody serving, but there is also a sign saying "don't ever come in here." Rightio, milk and two sugars, please... |  |
Not to be deterred from an adventure in the crazy world of Japanese catering, Mike and I took a detour on the way home to visit a Yakiniku (Korean barbeque) restaurant.
These places are, to put it quite bluntly, the shit. You order plates of raw meat, which you then grill on the miniature hob at your table, which is great fun.
So long as you don't accidentally order the "offal platter."
Which, of course, we did.