Proper Carrots

Snapped on the way home from dropping my cat off at my Aunties. He's on mouse watch for the weekend. She is convinced she has a mouse in her new house but has only recently been able to say the word after 65 odd years of phobia so there's some paranoia there. One big mouse mugger of a moggie to stay should a.) settle her mind b.) finish any little visitors off. I am going to miss him while he's on duty in Edinburgh but he's a formidable hunter so either way my Aunty will have peace of mind in a few days.

So this was the payback, she bought me a lovely lunch at Craigies farm in Edinburgh.

Carrots in the farm shop, they don't make em like they used to!