Ball and Python

As predicted, the weather was pretty foul.  We went along to the local park for "Dog Club"  (as A calls the regulars there) and, sure enough, there were some of the regulars.  The dogs all have a great time while the owners throw balls and talk about dogs.  The pack disbanded when the rain became silly. 

A wanted to get a book about Munros so we went to the Craigdon Mountain Sports shop which was the closest place that would have such books.  As we looked around for the books (A had already noted the lack of "Books" on the store directory) a member of staff asked if he could be of assistance. 
"Do you have any books?" , asked A
"Ummm. We have one ", replied staff rather sheepishly, and took us to where it languished on the counter. It was a rather Monty-Python-esque moment. 
It was a nice coffee-table type by a photographer I knew of [Nadir Khan] so I had a look through the shop copy while A fondled gloves.  
I still find it hard to believe they do not stock books!