A pub at midday really ain't so bad, it's a nice place of respite from hustle and bustle. When I was walking around earlier, I saw a woman chasing an eggplant through the street — I think it fell out of her grocery bag, cuz there was a tear in the side...and I heard a crow swoop down onto a garbage bin. Its talons made a very loud *clack* against the plastic lid.
(I recommend the creamy mushroom soup, by the way.)