Broken Strings & Devonshire Teas

I broke a string! My first string of any racquet, badminton or tennis. My last string issue was an undone knot on a tennis racquet. I didn't even notice my broken string until I picked up my racquet for the next game. Could have been playing with it for several points. Duh!
On the weekend, I went to visit Eppie & Taffy's Auntie Hannah in Leeds. She is a very nervous driver and said that if I was willing to drive, she could provide a car for us to visit some ruins nearby.
We went to Bolton Abbey, an old ruin in Yorkshire Dales, seat of the Duke of Devonshire. There are some nice walks as well as the ruins of the abbey. There is still a working chapel attached to the ruins, which hosted a wedding while we were there. After our visit, we stopped at a tea cottage and had Devonshire Teas, though this is not what they call it. Here it is simply known as Cream Tea.
Auntie Hannah took me to a lovely dinner at the Hilton in central Leeds. I had duck. Ha, ha! Of course, I did. : )
On Sunday, we were planning to visit the Bronte parsonage but when we dropped by the office to pick up some Hakubaku noodles for Taffy, we discovered a break-in. A side window had been smashed and the metal grill on the inside ripped out. The whole building had been ransacked and vandalised. We waited for the police to come and I must say, when he did come, he was the most pleasant policeman I have ever come across in any country. My previous experiences with the police have never been good, most of them having a distinct lack of empathy or treating me like a child, telling me off for not having done things correctly. Because there were issues with the alarm and security system not functioning as expected, Auntie Hannah had to stay there until 6pm that evening. At about 1pm, she asked an employee to give me a lift to Leeds city centre so that I could do some shopping before heading back to London and not waste the whole day sitting outside the office. Damn Taffy and his Hakubaku noodles!