We flew to Scotland last month for a weekend of rural treat and retreats. As you might imagine, it was a very salubrious couple of days involving country walks, kippage, scran and many bevs. However, we did find time to squeeze in a bacon and black pudding butty so that knocked a few points off the smug, worthy weekend-ometer'...
|Balearic tartan vibes|
|Isn't it delightful?|
|Coast to coast|
|Do not touch them. DO NOT TOUCH THEM.|
|In da creepy woods|
|Watch out for the Baba Gook...|
|A big feathery cock|